Just the other day, we noticed that one of the legs supporting our bedroom cot was weak. Time to shop for a bed and maybe mattresses too. We reminisced about that time when we purchased it, along with a couple of other things – a study desk and a bookcase. And of course, we strolled right down nostalgia lane, memory street. My husband recalled how they would mop the floor before sleeping at night during his childhood to cool the…
Every other day, or maybe a bit more often, depending on how our day is going, we need a reminder to count our blessings. Busy lives and hectic schedules steer us towards focusing so intently on our usually temporary…
This gorgeous spot is one of my happy places on my son’s campus. I remember the first time I saw the expanse of green, moist after the rain when the sun just broke out of the clouds. The two…
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…
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…
