Twenty Eight

I used to be the kind of enthusiastic person who counted down my birthday from the half-birthday. I was also the kind of person who would remind everyone about when it was and tell them on the day for them to wish me. I used to get a ‘birthday feeling’ – it was this butterfly-like…

Adjustment Period

It was a Thursday, a work day. I had an amazing morning, efficient and productive. I braced myself for a long day into the evening when the sun still didn’t set. (It’s spring here you see, with almost 9pm sunsets). And so I made peace, with a coffee pumping me up in the morning, an…

FruitLess Spectacle

”Twas a Monday – a sunny, spring day that started with a beautiful sunrise that shone bright as I made my way to work in the fully packed S-Bahn. The work day was like some others – office-ing made efficient because of cups of mocha, interspersed with conversations, breakfast and lunch. The best part of…

Momcation in Beautiful Budapest

In early October, my first friend in Hamburg was going on his stag holiday. In my younger-Sandhya whim, I asked if I could also be a part of it and he graciously let me. Not only did it turn out to be an opportunity to spend time with some cool Indian boys but Budapest opened…

2018 : A Gist

This year has been one of the most challenging, emotionally and physically. The weeks and months were wrapped in blissful moments of happiness, uncontrollable tears of laughter, frustration beyond expression, anger that could not be comprehended, much-needed sobbing, and bountiful love. Bountiful, grounding, fulfilling love – that was constant through it all. This last month,…

I’m Here!

Just a short post to say I’m still around. It’s been an exciting, adventurous and eventful last couple of months, all of which I hope to type down over the holidays. But until then, I wanted to share this beautiful mug of hot chocolate which holds precious memories of a wonderful Saturday. It was full…

Jagodhodhaarana : The Ear Worm Series

I recently discovered an entire world of Carnatic music on Spotify. Today, Sudha Raghunathan’s voice filled my living room as I sat with my morning chai watching K crawl and yoga around, and Sophie by my side. The song I write about is a classic among Carnatic music and dance lovers, or so has been…

11 Months

Last year this time, I spent too much money eating salmon on buttered toast every single morning for a couple of weeks. It’s the only thing I wanted. Sophie and I spent the days lazing after a very slow walk (she took me for a walk I think) with a break at the lake so…

Thacchi Mammu

K knows when he wants food. He’ll go on a “Mamm mamm mamm mamm…” complaining and asking song. Mammu in Tamil for babies is food, in spoken Tamil, it’s Saapaadu. There might be very little in his appearance to show he’s mine, but my maternal heritage has a strong hold in the pool and has…

Four

On this day in 2014, a blue-eyed boy had made dinner for me. I was in creme-colored shorts, with a blouse that also doubled as a sweatshirt. I remember taking extra time to do my hair, draw my eyes, and use my special-occasion perfume. He had painstakingly made chicken with a reduced tomato-thyme sauce, and…