This has been a particularly difficult post to write in more ways than one. Even now, as I type these words, my mind seems to be swirling with so many disjointed thoughts; I doubt one post would suffice or do
Here’s the thing with being suggested a topic like ‘a favourite song or movie that’s been meaningful to you this year’, my mind went blank and then flipped frantically between James Bond to Ratatouille to The Great Dictator to E.T.
If there was one person I wanted to be when I was growing up, it was Liesl from The Sound of Music. I couldn’t wait to be 16 going on 17. Like Liesl, I would have a ridiculously tiny waist,
This December, we drove down to a beach resort in Malaysia for a break. As the kids took a nap after the long drive, I sat for a while in the balcony of our 9th floor hotel room. The room
“Whatever you do, don’t go to Jordan. Egypt, sure. Syria, maybe. But don’t go to Jordan. Better yet, just don’t go anywhere there at all.” By the time I heard these words from an expert working with Middle Eastern governments,
Last month I bought a bedside lamp for myself. I picked out a lovely one made of wood and recycled paper with bamboos painted on it that glow with the warm light. “That’s the one I want”, I told the
Every afternoon, on my way to pick my kids from school, I pass by a somewhat dismal, two-storey building with a bright blue roof. It has the word GRACE boldly painted across the entrance. Now, let’s play a little game:
Winter is my favourite season. Now, the reasons that make me long for winter here in Delhi are many. Our summer is long and stifling with no end in sight. Our spring is a blur, and by the time you