Category Archives: Daily Life

The torment of (in)decision

How does one go on fighting against all odds? How does one keep struggling to keep a family afloat, when no one else seems to care? How can a man look at his own flesh and blood child and keep coming home drunk? Where does a woman draw the line between giving up too easily… Read More »

My little sunflower

Just warms my heart to see, This tiny piece of me Full of smiles and coos He has nothing to loose As he follows me around with his eyes When out of sight, he calls with cries For he is my little sunflower, And I’m his mother

Pain and fear

Just had some awful news. A friend of mine had a son recently and he developed some problems after birth and had to be hospitalized, where he died after two days. This must have been the hardest thing I have ever done….. I gave her a call and spoke with her briefly. What do you… Read More »

The journey of vulnerability – A timeline

Two eyes met, attraction sparked. Sexy, confident, secure Two hearts met intention formed Invincible together Two lives merged, married Embraced and celebrated Differences arose, got resolved…. or not Experience grew A small line on a stick changed colour Eagerness stirred The new life coming up became more and more real Plans began – would they… Read More »

What you see is what you get

What you see is what you getI live with innocence. Scary innocence like I never thought possibleCourage to be defenceless in the unknownAnd face and meet whatever comes alongTill I want to hide him away to keep him safe One little guy who smiles, cries, grunts, staresAnd what you see is what you get No… Read More »

Travel tips to India

While searching for diaper rash because I wanted to know what its like, I came across a page with the stupidest information for visitors traveling to India with infants. Not only is it factually incorrect, it stinks of pseudo superiority. I have a lot of friends who are foreigners (as in non-Indians). Many of them… Read More »

Baby's naming ceremony

We had a small naming ceremony for the baby yesterday. We have named our son Nisarg. Since Nisarg is still quite young, we decided on an immediate family only event, which went exactly as we had hoped. With lots of love, cheer and caring. Nisarg means nature in Marathi.