She came to pick her little daughter up from my language development class. And she looked harassed. Now, she is normally not a mother to look like that, so I asked her what was wrong. “Sunita,” she said, almost in tears, “I feel like such a bad mother. I don’t know what to do.” “Why?…
Read moreMy daughter, a wife!
I can still remember your first kick, The wonder of that tiny bubble of a movement within me, The love that flooded my heart and brought tears to my eyes. I remember how you would wake up, With a cheerful toothless smile, Bringing sunshine to my day Your first words, your first steps, The first…
Read moreA newsletter?
Me? Writing one? OMG! I am feeling so many things all at once! Scared to the pit of my stomach! Yet, somewhere tiny butterflies of excitement flutter. I have always loved writing. It is my “thing”. Something that made me different from others. Something I was good at. Something that took me from being the…
Read moreAnd You Fly!
When we talk of letting our kids fly, I never realised it would be so literal. Here we are at the airport, each fighting a million emotions. You seem so calm as you look at the doors to the terminus and say, “So guys, I guess this is it!” And then you let out your…
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