“The wifi is not connecting” I wail, “I wanted to ‘check-in’ on my facebook!!” Continue reading
It’s Friday night and Hubbyji and I are both sitting on the bed with our dinner plates, watching a new war drama movie- Hacksaw ridge. It’s a warm night and I have opened the bedroom window that opens to our balcony, to let the gentle breeze in. Continue reading
I sneeze into my handkerchief for the hundredth time since morning. It’s flu season in Ireland and I too have caught the wretched bug. It’s Saturday and even though hubbyji is doing a fantastic job of taking care of me, being ill makes me downright nasty. Continue reading
“Hey! What’s going on?” I answer a whatsapp call distractedly, while stirring the simmering curry in my kitchen. It’s my sister, aka Big Sista.
Hubbyji and I are shopping at our local supermarket on a Saturday evening and we are in a pretty relaxed mood. We bicker about the choice of our ritual Saturday night movie, about the dinner options and agree upon flipping the coin to decide who among the both of us will be making the Sunday morning tea, the following day.
“Jai ganesh …Jai ganesh…Jai ganesh devaaa……Maata jaaki parvatiii…..pitaa mahadevaa..!”
Hubbyji and I sing along with the song playing on the youtube video on my phone. It is the final day of Ganesha festival at home and we are performing the last pooja of the year before the little clay idol will be immersed in a bucket of water.
We Indians are extremely family oriented. The whole world knows that! Continue reading
It’s quite early in the morning, and I am waiting for the bus to go to a nearby village for some grocery shopping. Continue reading
It’s Sunday afternoon and hubbyji and I are making our way to the neighborhood park, with a picnic basket dangling from my hand. Continue reading