How the Library (Not the Prince) Saved Rapunzel

When the Covid lockdowns started, many folks went on a buying spree (we all know the toilet paper jokes). Ever the dutiful one, off I went too. I was feeling rather pleased with myself when I got an extra bag of rice, and headed onto the library (to get books to tide us over during … Continue reading “How the Library (Not the Prince) Saved Rapunzel”

How do we exist?

It had been another long day, and as the clock ticked towards midnight, the body yearned for sleep, but the mind looked longingly at the tsundoku pile, and craved for some quiet moments of solitude. I peeked out of the window, and the moon sailing high through the skies tugged at my heart. There is … Continue reading “How do we exist?”

The Sandpiper’s Wisdom

I had finished my lecture on the unnecessary stress being online gives after the daughter told me about streaks. She had taken a picture of her left nostril for a streak, and I was appalled. “IF you are going to send a picture, at least take one worth remembering.” “Relax! It is just for a … Continue reading “The Sandpiper’s Wisdom”

The Edge of the Sea

The Edge of the Sea beckoned with increasing urgency.  We can technically reach the sea shores within a couple of hours drive, but the routines of life mean that we rarely do so. I looked at the pleading look in the daughter’s eyes as she pumped for a day at the beach, and consented. And … Continue reading “The Edge of the Sea”

Snow Snuffles & Snuggles

The alarm went off at 5:50 in the morning. That moment of transition between sleep and wakefulness is a short, sharp one on certain days, and a dull, lingering one on others. That day, it was a swift rising. The alarm tinkled with a naughty smile – “Snow snuffles and snuggles”, it said with a … Continue reading “Snow Snuffles & Snuggles”

Oh Rapturous Spring!

A Version of this post was published in The India Currents Magazine : Oh Rapturous Spring! There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature – the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter. Rachel Carson: A Sense of Wonder Growing up in the hills of South India, our seasons … Continue reading “Oh Rapturous Spring!”