I was probably five years old when our joint family of 30+ members slowly started dispersing. Marriages, new jobs, job transfers—all the usual things. We lived in Mumbai. My Grandmother’s brothers lived in the family estate very close to our place with their rather large family, and of course, the houses were like extensions of each other with Mom’s cousins constantly visiting or staying over. Around this time, five of her cousins got married in one huge rather grand ceremony.…
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…
It happened in 1982. Most of you reading this were probably not even born (couldn’t resist that—what with most people addressing me as anything but Vidya these days *evil grin*) I…
I love the words update and upgrade. Probably because they usher in a freshness, something better than before. Like most people, I like to ensure that it is planned. Why? Mostly…
I was upset yesterday after a conversation with my uncle. He’s in his seventies and my aunt is in her sixties. Both have health issues and must take medications on a…
I woke up this morning and lit the lamp, and had my conversation with the divine as usual. As I sat with my tumbler of coffee, warming my hands and waiting…
Fourteen years ago, 8 July marked the birth of this blog. Today, I am ecstatic about still being here. Oh yes, “consistency” has always been my middle name…among others. As any…
