Good old times #WritingWednesdays

Sometimes it is fun to watch old movies. It is a nostalgia trip and a way of life which no longer exists. Just make sure not to watch it with the kids. There are so many things I have to explain to the boys. The language itself sounds so cliched. I will ignore the over-acting…

Grandmama’s tales

It’s not her death anniversary or any milestone for that matter, but my grandma, my mother’s mom, Ammama, has been intruding on my thoughts so often lately. I was not particularly close to her, nor was she having any special characteristics. Ammama was illiterate despite belonging to the most literate state. It was fate, she…

My bulging TBR in 2019

Browsing through my Facebook posts, I read about someone who bought 10 books in a sale for under Rs. 500. I checked out the books. All classics. I must have this one. I immediately logged on to the sale website. Tried long forgotten user ids and passwords till a combination got me through. It was…

Holding on to culture #FridayReflections

With news channels,  especially the Malayalam channels which are going overboard broadcasting the goings-on in the Sabarimala temple,  I am sad that people or rather one set of devotees are attacking another set of devotees.  The only difference being one set of devotee is female in the child bearing age group and the other set…

If we were having coffee… July 14, 2018

If we were having coffee,  I would tell you to come over to my new home.  We will enjoy a cuppa and catch up on some gossip.  That was my plan,  but this week has been too dramatic for me.  It did start off well.  It had been raining heavily since last week due to…

My experiments with riding a two-wheeler

The husband lunged from above me to hold the handle and applied brake to the scooter.  He was just in time else I would have hit another two-wheeler.  There were equally angry honks from behind me.  But I looked into the scooty mirror to check that my hair is in place.   I smiled at the…