6th April

...is the day Max was born, about 16 years ago. I've written about Max before very briefly here. He was my first four-legged sibling. I had just about graduated high school when he passed away and it took my mind about three months to understand what that means and how it was going to change my daily life. Today, I know how it has changed my life, in a broader sense.

Advertisements

Reliving Christmas

A month ago. That's when I wrote my last post, or even attempted to write. Not that there weren't ideas floating around, yes but that's why, no? There were floating and I just let them float. But here is my justification (-ish): This month is so uneventful, I wanted to relive December, just a little... Continue Reading →

Deepavali Nalvazthukkal

This festival season has me being very nostalgic, as is the cliche. Starting from Dusshera and Vijaya Dashmi and now Deepavali, I miss the first home- getting the lights out and decorating the house, dressing up, the rituals, the family gatherings, the big round table lunches and dinners and just how much yummy food seems... Continue Reading →

One Year Later…

Last time this year, I was cold, homesick, lost and fighting to keep hope flickering. After all that sadness, all those tears and screams that Heiko had to endure, we have found a system that keeps things going. It's not perfect, but it is something. I have found a version of me that has adapted to this strange land, full of its strange people...

Number One

I am so blessed and privileged to have strong, loving mothers in my life other than her- my grandma, my aunts (maternal and paternal), Aunty B, my mama-in-law, Aunty N, and just so many many women around me who love me and and have shaped, and continue to shape my life. Mamma, Amma, Ma - she is my number one.

Disaster Averted

Sometimes (most times), planned days can't foresee easily avoidable crisis. This one is about an accident that made me lose something precious (it's material, so not so serious), but also taught me an important, practical lesson.

Finding Purpose

For many reasons, some in my control, some not at all, I don't have a job yet. For all intents and purposes, I am a housewife. There, I said it. It's time I accepted that, however much I detest the term and everything that comes with it. After months of fighting it, I have now come to terms with it. That is who I am at the moment....

A WordPress.com Website.

Up ↑