Living in a pandemic: Longing, the word, the feeling

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And now I understand something so frightening &wonderful-

how the mind clings to the road it knows,
rushing through crossroads, sticking

like lint to the familiar.”― Mary Oliver

Last week I heard it for the first time- my daughter reminiscing her recent pasts- “Remember when I used to go to school, you used to make smoothies?” Continue reading “Living in a pandemic: Longing, the word, the feeling”

Living in a pandemic: Mommyhood

But I know, somehow, that only when it is dark enough can you see the stars.”
Martin Luther King, Jr.

February

“We are cancelling his bday party due to the virus outbreak.”

“I have been reading about it too. Good decision. Wish him a happy birthday okay?”

“Don’t think Pump It Up can reimburse. By the way check these pics my friends sent from Costco. TP aisles are empty.”

“What? People are crazy!!” Continue reading “Living in a pandemic: Mommyhood”

My thoughts about Women’s Day

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I grew up in India. That means I know a country that kills its girls before they are born. A country where parents of a girl child have to work hard to save money for dowry. A country where wings of women are chopped and dreams are shoved. A country where love happens only on the screen of Bollywood films because marriages are arranged and girls from rural areas and cities still cannot choose love or life partners. Women’s day should have felt special because in a country like that womanhood definitely deserved a day of celebration to cheer up.  India is also the country that had a female prime minister, a female president, a lot of warrior queens and princesses, goddesses who killed the evils and saved the goodness. India is also the country where a lot of women fought for independence from the British Government with guns and peace talks until seventy years ago. There are glories to shade the darkness.  Continue reading “My thoughts about Women’s Day”

Petrichor, once more

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As I am writing here, rain has returned to the bay. Hills over my shoulder are sleeping, tucked in fog and cloud. This time every year my mind becomes overactive, and creatively wanders on muddy paths, jumps in puddles, rescues fallen leaves, wipes off raindrops on the blurry windows of nostalgia, whispers to the rose bushes, hugs a sad tree, and opens up the refrigerator door multiple times to get some food for thoughts. Continue reading “Petrichor, once more”

Five Things That Made Me Happy in June & July

Just another happy place in California
After a long wait, when June was getting over, I made it a farewell party. I packed my kitchen, books, and beloveds to a little chalet by an alpine lake. I sat outside, ignoring the afternoon sun that burnt my skin. I let it burn. They grow again. Skin. Hair. Joy. In night, I read in the dark room, under gigantic pine trees; I looked up often and there were always a handful of stars peeking from the open ceiling, omnipresent like best buds from memory. I cooked good meal, hiked down to collect pine cones, and some memories for the camera.

Continue reading “Five Things That Made Me Happy in June & July”

Five Things That Made Me Happy In April

Wildflowers by the loneliest trail
What are the key ingredients of happiness? For ages, wise people are seeking the perfect answer. I feel happy when season changes. When winter welcomes spring, and spring fades to the sunshine of summer.  It’s the change that keeps us going, going to places, phases, and sometimes makes our muscles to time-travel. Continue reading “Five Things That Made Me Happy In April”