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Rest in Peace Uncle

As is my customary ritual I emailed my cousin V detailing my weekend jaunts. She replied back in an hour talking about her weekend and finished of her email with news of a family friend’s death. Somehow, reading her email made me feel sad. Real sad.
For the longest time when I lived in CBE, V’s […]

Brevity is the soul of conversation

“Brevity is the soul of wit” said Polonious in Hamlet.
The reason I am waxing eloquent this morning is that the phone rang at the unearthly hour of 4:30 AM penetrating the layers of sleep I lay blissfully under. Realizing the phone was ringing, in the few seconds that it took me to reach the phone, […]

Long long ago…

Sachita of My Catharsis has asked me to recount my earliest memory. I thought long and hard. I am not sure which of these actually happened and which are just figments of imagination based on hearsay from my mom and dad. Anyways what I mention below actually happened and might as well pass for my […]

Remember the good old days?

I heard from a friend after 15 years yesterday. We went to school together. Though we knew each other we weren’t exactly in the same circle of friends. She was the studious A grade types and hung out with like people. The mediocre me hung out with a different circle. As we finished school and […]

Ripple effect

As I stood before the mirror brushing back my hair, I reached out for my regular hair band. The one I used to pin my hair all the way back giving me a stern matron look. Looking critically at the reflection that stared back at me I let my hand go. The tresses came cascading […]

An ode to a childhood friend

Her dad used to remember me as the toddler who walked across to their home saying “Naan Lakshmi vandhu irruken (I, Lakshmi have come).” Seeing a chubby two year old at the door, they realized they were having new neighbors. The year was 1978. We moved into a nice residential area in Kovai. It was […]

Where have you been? Rice is 22$ a bag now!!

Helloji!! smiled the man at the counter of our local Indian grocers. “Been a while since I saw you here” he said in Gujarati accented Hindi. K and I smiled, paused at bit by the counter and inquired after him and his family. “I have been wanting to reach you the past week” he emphatically […]

Kovai Kadhaigal

Some of the best times I have had growing up have been the ones at Coimbatore. A bustling town nestling in the foothills of the Nilgiri mountain range, Coimbatore boasts of a beautiful climate and scenic views. My appa worked for one of the steel mills earlier on in his career and later went on […]