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Rock-a-bye Baby…

This was something I wrote a couple of years back, when S needed to be rocked and rocked to be

I learnt to tackle the above situation by an incident that happened way back when my child was a toddler.

Now that it is almost a month since my son started school, I think I can safely let go of

“What do you want to be when you grow up ?” is a question that parents often ask their children. I

As I watch my son grow up, steadily and fast, I often wonder how he perceives his mother. You know,

Every family has a set of rules within their home Whether or not they are explicit or implicit, they exist

This time last year was madness. Sheer madness. We were running around and breaking our heads. This, for choosing the

It is when one is at one’s weakest hour (physically) that one realizes how mortally vulnerable one is. And when

My grandmother’s likeness was stored in a tiny Black & White photograph 3×3″. She stood stiffly in her nine yard