Tilting at windmills

A few days ago, I read a post by Sunil Bhandari on Substack. It was titled “Why I won’t protest”. His post reached somewhere deep within me and dragged out old memories of who I once was.  My mum used to teasingly call me “Don Quixote” and insisted that most of the time I was…

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I Am A Retired Mom!

My life changed irrevocably on the 29th of April, 1988.  I was just 23 years old and though I was aware that there would be changes, I didn’t realise they would be so drastic. In one day, I became an adult and a mother of twins. My pregnancy was not the easiest, but the reality…

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Promises And Reality

Today I am finally sitting down to write. The last time I posted on my blog was on the 14th of February. That’s almost two months ago. This is in spite of all the promises I made to myself, on my birthday in November and again at the beginning of this year. The thing is,…

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Valentine’s day and my muse

“I can’t think of a single thing to write about today,” I grumbled. That was the signal for my muse to appear. She was in a bad mood as well. “Why do you have to write today? You woke me up from a nice nap, you know.” “But today is Valentine’s day. It’s sort of…

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