Monthly Archives: March 2009

.. that never was. Its bedtime for Arvind. We are done reading and we’re snuggled up in his bed. All of a sudden he sits up and says, “Mamma, can I lie on your tummy?” “Err… why?” I enquire, going against my … Continue reading →

.. just about. I take no credit. I don’t even comprehend the kind of staying power required to weather exchanges like the following. Guantanamo waterboarding has nothing on me. Me: Do we want more children? I mean do you? Viking: … Continue reading →

I am late – again. I stand in the hallway and call out to Arvind. “Get a move on, will you? I really can’t be late today. You wouldn’t want me to lose my job, would you?” Arvind pokes his … Continue reading →

I am not a religious person, but I love the Prayer of Serenity. God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change; courage to change the things I can; and wisdom to know the difference. Living one … Continue reading →

When the washing machine dies peacefully in service after 10 years, try to not be an utter nitwit and send your husband ALONE to the store to get a new one. He is a gadget freak. Worse, a gadget snob. … Continue reading →

..is what my internal Dr. Seuss prompts me to name this post. Arvind made us a New Year calendar and he personalised it. Here it is. Had I been a slightly meaner mum, I would have levelled with him. “Seriously. … Continue reading →

Damn right they don’t. In the OST of my life, this is a huge song. I’ll admit I can cringe a little when I see the video now, but I was 13, people, when I heard this for the first … Continue reading →