August is my birthday month and I look forward to it with much anticipation. In my head I believe that August must turn out perfect. But the August of 2018 proved to be a mixed bag of surprises. Some great, and some not so great. There were challenges galore, but the month was also dotted with exceptional blessings.
A Journey of memorable smiles April 11, 2016 Sorry folks, but this is not a high quality shot, but the memories around it are truly treasured and precious. It was taken on an iPhone, like most of my pictures are. I was using an older version of iPhone, with a not very high-grade camera. My older daughter captured this moment from our surreal boat ride, on the majestic Vembanad lake, Komarakom, Kerela. The Vembanad lake looks more like a…
Eight Things I’m Grateful for in Jaunty July July was pretty much uneventful, most parts of it; so I am assuming. But possibly I’m being partly judgemental. Judging my jaunty July without really considering the details-not a good idea! If I look deep into the recesses of the month, there was actually some interesting action and a chunk load of things to be grateful for. The month began on an unfettered note and continued to flow like an unbridled river.
hugs and kisses It’s a balmy July afternoon. The fever refuses to abate. Ten-year-old Kate has no other choice, but to play Tic-tac-toe, all by herself. After all Mommy is busy finishing her blog post for the day. Lyka and Leah, the furry girls are grabbing their afternoon snooze and Watson, her twin brother is still at school.
Dadu’s Temple Tales We roam around the streets of Katwa without a care in the world, without any qualms and baggages of our city bred life. We left the city lights, to soak in the pristine simplicity of this lazy town that lies sprawled by the banks of the river Ganges. Dadu grew up in Katwa, and spent all his years serving the community; while Thakuma supported him relentlessly by pitching in and raising their progeny of six. We, the…
Twenty-four by seven: #WriteBravely #WRITETRIBEFESTIVALOFWORDSJUNE2018 She toiled twenty-four by seven at Donna’s kitchen. “No rest for the wicked”, she always said with a winsome smile. Donna’s Kitchen was her life line, her haven and her home away from home. She had no family to call her own, but the staff and Donna were family now. Amelia actually enjoyed labouring almost twenty-four hours at Donna’s kitchen. After all Donna had given her everything, when she had just about nothing. And…
Because daddy says so: #Writebravely #writetribefestivalofwordsjune2018 Because Daddy says so, I chose to stick to his life’s lessons. Daddy doesn’t always get preachy, he lives, and let’s live. When I was growing up, into a gangly teenager, with reckless thoughts and frayed emotions, Daddy gave me three life rules to live by: 1. The Serenity Prayer: I love the Serenity prayer. It helps me keep my sanity intact, and power through life with these three wonderful qualities of serenity,…
{M} is for Mystic’s Magic Have you ever experienced a mystic’s magic? Did it transform your life? Or was it just a one-off experience that took you to a unique level of mysticism? I’ve had a brush with a mystic’s magic. A life transforming experience to say the least. This is an anecdote from February 2005 which actually spilled into my April and the months and years ahead. The mystic here was none other than Sadhguru Jaggi Vasudev.
{F} is for Far From the Maddening Crowd How often do you escape: far from the maddening crowd? To a silent spot, devoid of the humdrum and break neck scramble of the city life. Maybe when you take off for one of those precious vacations. Or upon waking up early morning for that walk or jog, or a cycling jaunt, like I do. Well, these moments of sublime quiet are way too valuable, given the busyness we have inundate ourselves…
This nebulous February afternoon, I realise my post “When the Going Gets Tough, The Tough Get Going” was written with a divine purpose. Everything in life is synchronous. I do not believe in coincidences. That post probably spilled out of my being, so that it could be a reminder that was the only way to be; positive and strong.