Growing up, I thought my Mom was a nag and my Dad was no less than a Brigadier General commanding an army regiment with an iron fist. The problem was that having a considerable age gap with my siblings meant that I was the sole member of that dreaded and bloody awful regiment. I promised … Continue reading F*** those rules and sprint, no run free!
Carrying a toddler in one arm and steering a pushchair with groceries on it with the other, I could swear the maneuvering task was getting trickier by the minute. When suddenly, a man walked out right in front.Nearly tripping over I said ‘Sorry’, apologizing immediately for being in his way. The words came out spontaneously … Continue reading Sorry, I am not Sorry anymore!
Just as 'mental' shall always accompany 'judgmental', so also parenting and motherhood shall almost always be accompanied with the excess baggage of a certain people who shall always have their eyebrows arched up a notch or maybe two. It maybe subtle or blatant, a side glance or straight in your face. Either ways by the … Continue reading Do not Judge!