Our household, like many others, has been through numerous pandemic pursuits – hikes, swims, mid-day boogies, gardening, baking, board games, and every combination thereof. But one day, the books lying askew, the pom-poms strewn everywhere, the mud-soaked feathers and sticks lying on the carpet, the relentless meal planning, the fights for more screen time got to me –
I burst.
My kids went back to in-person school today. It’s just for two hours this week but still, the elation is real. It’s been a long year. A year of no field trips, no racing each other around the tracks, no monkey bar throw downs, no impromptu bey-blade battles, and no lunch-time shenanigans. It’s not all back to normal, but still, the end is in sight.
Right before the Christmas break, my younger son logged in early to one of his classes. The kids showed their stuffies to each other, discussed their breakfast, and then proceeded to a new topic. Santa. Now, I was introduced to… Read More »The Truth of it
A few years ago I came to the University of Notre Dame to do my M.B.A. The first week there we were invited to view the July 4th fireworks. I had just gotten to know my roommates and together we… Read More »First July 4th
Under the shade of the tall Redwood,⠀Young saplings grow their roots.Gently as the wind enters the wild,⠀They sway together, Father and Child. – Sandhya Acharya
There is something mesmerizing and magical about a Phulka that balloons up perfectly. The fire coaxing the water in the roti to become steam, to push, seek escape. The roti fluffing up into a perfect sphere, wobbling on the stove… Read More »PHULKA FULL OF JOY
NINETEEN On Sunday, Oct 6th, 2019, I turned 1 Ultra, 4 Full marathons, 11 half marathons, and 19 medals old. By 2020 maybe I will turn 20. I am never going to be an elite runner or break any… Read More »NINETEEN
Climbed Mt Kilimanjaro. With ragged bodies, but high spirits, reached Uhuru peak at 5,895 meters i.e 19,341 feet. Mission accomplished! Sometime last year an audacious goal crept into my vision board – Climb Mt. Kilimanjaro. At an altitude of 5,895… Read More »MOMMY CLIMBED A MOUNTAIN
Each fall as the leaves make their final journey to rest on earth, my heart fills with dread. I know what is coming. The cold air will nip my fingertips. The landscape will forget its green, its yellow, its orange,… Read More »BEST GIFT EVER
I have been trying prompt writing and have been enjoying it. I never know what how it will start or how it will end. This is a prompt that asked us to write a title, a headline and a news… Read More »Happy Holidays
Colin Kaepernick and other NFL players have given us a new Shakespearean conundrum to think about. To kneel or not to kneel. Is it right to do anything but stand in front of the flag during the National Anthem? Even… Read More »To Kneel or not to Kneel
First appeared in http://raisingworldchildren.com/2017/07/05/marital-symbols-significance-ring-mangalsutra/ . Find out what my real marital symbol is. What is yours? I Don’t Need a Ring On Me A few weeks before I got married, I had an engagement ring,my first marital symbol . The first… Read More »I don’t need a ring on me!
Traveling with small children can be stressful. There is, after all, relentless planning, panic-inducing air-travel, tantrum-ridden eating-out and ceaseless tantrums and sleepless nights to contend with. But the things we experience together traveling are not available in any brochure. Travel brings us priceless moments of growth for both children as well as parents.
The toddler sulked and the pancake lay uneaten. I had looked everywhere for the green fork. In the kitchen cabinet, the laundry basket, the garage, the coat closet, and socks drawer. It was nowhere.
We humans have some baffling little habits, and not returning shopping carts to the stand is one for the anthropology class. It’s not because we are pressed for time. We are happy to spend forty minutes every day back and forth in our oversized minivan to go to the gym and run on a stationary treadmill for another forty minutes. But we will not spend the extra forty seconds to walk an empty shopping cart back to its rightful place.