In the busyness and blur of my wedding day, apart from my husband’s ugly one-time mustache, there is one thing I remember so clearly. It was from the sermon that was preached at the service. The preacher spoke about making a home and about hospitality.
I get to be part of this small gang of about six to seven families. It’s a close-knit group, with the families becoming a part of each others’ lives in a very detailed manner. And therefore, yes, too many people
The other day, as we were driving to a friend’s house for dinner, our car began to overheat. This is our first car and with our limited knowledge about cars, we missed the warning signs. We noticed the problem only
An incredible thing about words is that they have the power to make us, just as much as they can break us. Another incredible thing is that they live on. Once spoken, words never go away. So, apart from thinking
Growing up in Chandigarh, I spent a lot of time playing in the streets or parks near our home, usually with boys. Playing tag on and around monkey bars, running around or playing hide and seek. My sister and I
If there is any topic more written about than marriage, I’ll eat my hat. And maybe yours too. If you’re anywhere near the eligible age, it’s the elephant that fails at hiding in the shadows during seemingly casual conversations with
When we first moved to India, I read a book that said something to this effect: Anything you say about India that is true, the opposite can also be true.* I can neither confirm nor deny this assertion, but it
You know those artsy stores that sell recycled products? Like a comfortable chair from an old tyre or a gorgeous lamp stand from a discarded pot? Well, this month, I’m taking a page from their book and recycling an old