The mornings were extremely cold during our stay at home in December, but without fail my husband would be awake by 6 am. He…
Of Mom & Distressed Jeans !!
“No sense of quality at all” Â I could hear my Mom grumbling, charging towards me while I poured another serving of Dal-fry on…
The Wannabe Masterchefs
The aroma of spices, with a delicate hint of chilli, filled the room as I served Palak Paneer to a hungry bunch of sibling…
The Husband Histrionics – II
My husband sometimes go through this No-Rice-Roti-Only-Juice phase, often resulting from a sudden realization that his face isn’t as angular and shapely as it…
Got That Move
“You are a cruel insensitive *beep beep*“, she muttered under her breath, trying to match her husband’s fast pace. He, on the other hand…
The Connection
Was it the Yahoo Messenger or good old Orkut, I can’t remember where it all began. For years on there was no face to…