Archive for the 'Memories' Category
Rushing to have my bath this morning I realized the salwar I wanted to wear to work was crumpled and the dupatta beyond redemption. Torn between having to iron the dress and deciding on the ever convenient jean I stopped for a moment to understand what I wanted to do.
A moment later, I dragged the […]
July 18th, 2008 | Posted in Diary, Habit, Home, Life, Memories, Musings, Personal, nostalgia, reflections | 9 Comments
I got this as a mail forward today. Some of them really did take me back to my Doordarshan days. For those from my generation, hope you get a smile out if it like I did. Click on the hyperlinks to relive the good old days!
Doordarshan Logo
Doordarshan’s Screensaver
Malgudi Days
Dekh Bhai Dekh
Ramayan
Mile Sur Mera Tumhara
Bharath Ek […]
July 10th, 2008 | Posted in Desi, India, Memories, Television, nostalgia | 14 Comments
It is not secret that I am a traditionalist. I love celebrating festivals and those special occasions that our lunar calendar marks like the ‘Star’ birthdays or Janma Nakshatram. Today my niece had her Ayushomam(a ceremony to bless the child will a long, happy and healthy life). It sure was a special day. K and […]
July 9th, 2008 | Posted in Anniversary, Birthday, Desi, Food, Happiness, Memories, Musings, Sruthi, Tradition | 10 Comments
A couple of weeks ago, getting ready for my niece’s birthday party, I stood debating between wearing my velli golusu (silver anklets) or not. I had two pairs. One I bought for myself that was heavier with tiny tinkling bells that made a delightful sound as I walked or the lightweight sinuous one my best […]
July 3rd, 2008 | Posted in Feelings, Friends, Happiness, Independence, India, Life, Memories, Musings, People, nostalgia, reflections | 9 Comments
I woke up in the morning thinking my little niece turns ONE today!!! I have a smile on in what seems like a permanent fixture on my face today. Humming to myself I waited till it was a Godly hour to call my brother’s home and wish the little one. Not that she cares.. but […]
June 22nd, 2008 | Posted in Birthday, Children, Family, Feelings, Happiness, Home, Life, Love, Memories, Personal, Sruthi, nostalgia, relationships | 7 Comments
Reading another blogger’s account of losing her dad had me bawling like a baby in my shower. Memories of peeking at you from behind when you sat shaving on our red and white patterned plywood dresser mirror and stool and rushing to cover your eyes and ask you “Yaaru sollu?” is still fresh in my […]
June 15th, 2008 | Posted in Appa, Memories, Musings, Personal | 14 Comments
Today a person whom I love and cherish (other than K and my family of course!) celebrates her birthday. Memories of her always make me smile. The good ones I mean We met for the first time when we lined up to take an aptitude test in the sweltering Chennai heat in July 1997. […]
June 12th, 2008 | Posted in Friends, Happiness, Life, Love, Memories, Musings, People, Personal, nostalgia, reflections, relationships | 10 Comments
With every passing year, the memories seem to acquire a sepia toned feel to it. Early on in my marriage I used to relish recounting how K came to “see” me. What we talked about, how we decided to go ahead to commit to waking up to each other for the rest of our lives. […]
June 9th, 2008 | Posted in Anniversary, Feelings, Happiness, Love, Memories, Personal, Romance, Tradition | 30 Comments
Getting off the phone after a long conversation with a good friend, I was left wondering about a lot of things. We were discussing a lot of what is happening in the blogosphere with respect to women’s periods and like topics. As we dissected why moms and in laws act like guardians and keepers of […]
May 30th, 2008 | Posted in Change, Desi, Family, Feelings, Friends, Happiness, Independence, India, Life, Love, Memories, Mom, Moods, Musings, Opinion, People, Personal, Ramblings, Social, Work, contradictions, reflections, relationships | 6 Comments
My mom made this comment referring to something she read early this morning. The comment made me snap out of my drowsy early morning stupor. Not because I disagreed with her, but because it made me fume with pent up anger over a generation of mixed messages.
*Growing up, I was expected as the eldest daughter […]
May 29th, 2008 | Posted in Desi, Family, Feelings, Home, India, Inner Voice, Memories, Opinion, People, Personal, Ramblings, Rant, Social, contradictions, relationships | 19 Comments