As I pause and glance at my 12-year-old listening to her favorite song and singing away to it at the top of her voice oblivious to her surroundings, I can’t help but realize the fact that my daughter is growing up. And sometimes growing up way too fast. A casual stroll down memory lane will … Continue reading Am I ‘Strong’, Mamma?
I have mulled and eschewed a great deal recently on how to gather, collate and put my thoughts on this point across given that it is so closely related to another topic I have recently had a conversation about with my daughter. And of course, I did not want to bombard you with two posts … Continue reading ‘Big’ boys do cry – and that is alright!
We all start blogging with a plethora of brimming and bubbling fresh ideas, concepts and refreshing perspectives and with all the energy and zing in the world to get up and get going. This much is universally true. But sometimes along the way, and sometimes sooner rather than later we hit a sort of block … Continue reading Pushing through a ‘writing block’.
Having three kids... Perhaps you are slightly tempted by the thought of a having a new born in your midst again. Let's face it, they are absolutely gorgeous. Or maybe there is just a slight twinge in the ovarian department that tugs at the strings of your heart and makes your mind pause and wonder … Continue reading Having three kids!
There is a very fundamental reason, why I chose to write on this topic. As parents we envisage and dream of a lifetime of happiness and success for our children. There is nothing wrong in that at all. We must aim for the stars, and I am all for it. Though when it comes to … Continue reading Why I shall be teaching my children about the temporary defeat called ‘failure’.
Children often make great conversationalists. Intermittently, they choose bedtimes and nap-time to be the golden hour for the start of great conversations. Even though the hilarity or dismay in the preceding sentence can be put aside for a moment, yet the fact that our conversations with our children often become an indelible footprint for them … Continue reading In conversation with my child…
As the shrouds of mist lift from time to time they often part to reveal a vivid scene that springs forth with utmost clarity as if it always waits in the wings ready to pounce forward on cue - My small hands tightly holding on to my mother's as we stand at the door to … Continue reading I am ‘Introspective’…please do not call me ‘Shy’!