An Amma is always an Amma
One year ago, on the 24th of November, my twin boys were born. Yanked out of my humongous belly at 35 weeks—at least 3 weeks…
Avanee’s first stage performance
When the school first announced the Parents Day celebration and the fact that each child in the play group and nursery will perform something or…
Discovery
As on any other day, she got up at the sound of her phone’s shriek alarm. 6:45. But unlike other days, instead of jumping out…
Every mother’s Krishna
Like most pregnant women, I would spend a few seconds more than usual, stopping and staring at pictures of cherubic babies and toddlers, picking qualities…
Freedom or Recharge?
As the car drove out and onto the flyover, she let out a small sigh. She was far away from home now—far enough, anyway. Away…
How Gampu came back
When I was a child, we went to my paternal grandparents’ home for Ganpati celebrations every year. My grandmother was in poor health since as…
How my 2-year-old daughter took an insulin shot and I realized I am a bad mommy
One fine evening last week, Avanee was eating rice with me as we watched our favorite show on television. (No, it wasn’t CBeebies; it was…
I am a food blogger
Last night, I had a bit of a breakdown. I had been fighting it for a bit, but in my mother’s home, in the midst…
Signal girl
She stands at the busiest signal in the suburb. Her hair is a hay-like brown from undernourishment and her skin is tanned from standing in…
Thank you, Dolly
Avanee with Dolly; Me with Dolly About 25 years ago, Dada (my maternal grandfather) brought me this beautiful doll from one of his trips abroad….
To playschool or not to playschool
Avanee is 18 months old. She looks older because she has a full head of hair that’s usually tied up in little ponytails on either…
When did my baby grow up?
Every time I blow my nose into an inadequate piece of tissue, Avanee comes up and strokes the side of my thigh, looks up at…