Archive for April, 2006

Pain.. Beautiful Pain…

Pain is a beautiful thing. In itself it a a very intense emotional experience. The sensation of the hot tears pricking at the eyelids, the tug at the heart, the almost physical pain at the pit of the stomach. The constant welling of tears till there are no more and the eyes remain vacant and […]

Trip down memory lane

Married to a desi software engineer my life is the same as countless other girls who get married to dollar salaries and foreign grooms. Sitting miles away from my hometown of Chennai, nostalgia visits me at the most oddest of times.Today at my workplace when a colleague got some muffins for breakfast, I for some […]

My first North American trip

Here I go with my accounts of my first road trip after I moved to the US. In order that its easy for me to classify and type out my experieces, I have divided the account into three parts. 1. The actual places we visited and my impressions of them. 2. The scenery enroute and […]

Silence spoke to me.. that day!

The first sight of Yercaud valley view was breathtaking like the precussor of better things to come.. Checked in at our cottages.. All us girls were given two cottages and we split as 4 and 3.. me mamtha, nirupa and bhagyashree in one and shoba, sadhana and sushma in the other.. freshened up and went […]

Monday Musings

Little things in life. Little things that catches one’s fancy when least expected. Beauty that leaps out at you through the car window when you are rushing to work on a Monday morning. Lush green trees drenched with the slanting rays of the morning sun. The crispness in the air to send a tingle down […]

Like it was meant to be

We drove up and stopped by the town home at the cul-de-sac. From the outside the garage looked nice and there was a short flight of steps that lead to the door. Our agent opened the door for us and showed us in. The first thing that struck me was the richness of color from […]

What do they want actually?

My experiences for the past years in the field of groom hunting have needled me into writing this short essay on my observations and reflections on the entire process. This is not to draw any conclusions or make any judgment but just a record of feelings, traumatic experiences and expectations that are part of this […]