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Memoirs for my child -3- the politician

Our daughter has discovered the concept of a baby being in the mother's tummy before being born, as her pre-K teacher is expecting a baby. So a lot gets said about babies now. To her father: Papa, I wish I... Continue Reading →

Walking Away

Walking away from you was the hardest part, Coz I never did You left me standing, rooted to the spot The pain that sliced through me was worse than what I ever felt I looked at the pic of the... Continue Reading →

Of loneliness and distance

- I keep waking up to dreams of you leaving. So now, I stay awake until I know I cannot stay awake anymore. - The distance is hard. I feel hollow. I feel scared that there will be too much... Continue Reading →

Of Indian Daughters in Law

He won't eat it, you're told. Just after you cooked with all your heart. He won't take this box for lunch, you're told. Just after you pack his lunch after checking with him This is too bland "for us". You're... Continue Reading →


1) If your heart wants to sing every minute, you have found love. 2) For someone who can make you sing, can rob you of the very words that you sing. That's the depth of love. 3) If you walk... Continue Reading →

Memoirs for my child – 1

I am finishing my post graduate course in my home country while my daughter is with my husband, who has moved to the US. I cannot drop the course, as I'm more than halfway through. So I am away from... Continue Reading →


1) Love is your child thinking she can kiss your painful acne better 2) Love is your child telling you that they told everyone at school that you are their "favorite thing" 3) Love is him reading your face and... Continue Reading →


1) Despair is when you sit outside your house, not wanting to go in. And nowhere else to go. 2) Despair is when you end up shouting at your child for no fault of theirs, and the inability to undo... Continue Reading →

The Fury

Sometimes, I sit in the car and go nowhere Sometimes, I cry my heart out for no plausible reason Sometimes, I stare at the computer screen and do nothing Sometimes, I plug in the headphones but don't listen to the... Continue Reading →

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