I opened my closet today–the one where I keep my saris–and could not stop crying. I think it must have been the nostalgia of hours of talking with my friend when I visited her in New Jersey a few weeks back. We were lost in conversations about “those” days. We first…
Posts tagged as “nostalgia”
I bet each one of you has an umbrella story (or several) to tell. My first memory of an umbrella is probably from the time I was five–or younger–huddling under a huge black umbrella with a wooden handle; at least it seemed huge at the time to my 2.2-foot self. Summer…
“What do you want for your birthday?” This is a delightful question I go crazy answering every year. Depending on who it is coming from, the answers naturally vary. Usually, my first thought is—I have everything. What could I possibly want? This is a good thing, and my Mom thought it…