Author Archives: Zephyr
Forgetfully yours
The ASM (Automatic Searching Machine) that he has become, all the L&M has to do is hear the first words of my whine, ‘I can’t find…’ before he jumps up like a wound up toy and begins looking for it without even knowing what he is searching for.
Dilliwalon ko gussa kyon aata hai?
Anger has become synonymous with power, strength and superiority. What’s more, the angry person feels self-righteous about the emotion. Anyone who is accommodating and considerate is either considered weak or the behaviour dubbed as sham. Putting oneself before everyone else is a virtue and highly recommended.
The Outsiders : My all-time favourite book
Written by a teenager it breaks all codes for books for young people. It is stark, portrays ugly truths about social inequality and has several violent scenes both direct and implied including a murder.
Made for each other – inside out!
The label at the neckline, which should have been inside by rights, looked as it was winking happily at all and sundry for having got a chance to see the world!
Giving unconditionally
We talk of food, blog about it, exchange recipes, and discuss the plus and minus points of eateries. But how many of us can honestly say we have experienced hunger – not the hunger pangs we feel at stipulated mealtimes but real hunger that goes on and on.
The Indimeet I almost missed
I was agonizing over leaving the little one behind to attend the blogger meet. Fortunately for me, non bloggers were being allowed this time due to the social cause it espoused. Blanket of Relief, an NGO dedicated to protect the homeless of Delhi from the biting cold of the winter was a partner to this meet. This allowed me to tag the little one along to save even that time to be with her. The L&M came too.
Pati-times are here again!
Hey folks! I am going to be very busy with my little moppet who is visiting us this month. I am not sure how much of blog posting I would have time to do. I will be spending all HER waking hours with her. It is so wonderful to have her order us around asking […]
Have we lost faith in humanness?
We have heard so much about conmen and cheats, that when we meet a sincere and honest person, we not only fail to recognise him or her for what they really are, but also attribute ulterior motives to their actions.
Give them a hand – of support and applause
The power of mobility can’t be quantified. In the early 90s, Sheela Rani Chunkat, the then district Collector of Pudukkottai, in Tamil Nadu had brought about a virtual revolution by providing the twin impetuses of mobility and literacy. And armed with the two, the most downtrodden of women – mostly stone quarry workers had formed cooperative societies to become owners of the very same quarries they mined as underpaid labourers!
Winging home
He still made unannounced nocturnal entries but I began recognising his friends’ clothes soon. In fact, when he came back in his own clothes one time, I actually enquired as to whether he had quarrelled with his friends. And that bag of laundry!
I love paati…
Blessed are the parents who get to raise their kids, but twice blessed are the grandparents, because they have experienced the joys of raising their children and then enjoying THEIR children.
A rose is a rose is a rose – or is it?
There are many names and nicknames that are rather descriptive and sometimes amusing. But often the nicknames stick and it is not uncommon to find a grandfather called Laddoo or a grandmother called Baby.
A brat and a joker — Being a surrogate mother II
Joey was getting to be three much for us to handle. If you have seen the film Marley and Me, you’d know what I mean.
The Cybernag 
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