Three wishes

They come in threes don’t they? Those proverbial wishes from the proverbial genie in a bottle. Okay I know I just repeated the word proverbial in the same sentence 3 words apart. And compounded the blunder by doing it yet again. This is the proverbial train wreck of paragraphs. OMG, I did it again! Jeez,…

The nightmare that wasn’t

Awakening found me this morning in one those rarest of dreams. A nightmarish dream that I wanted to remain in. As with many dreams, it was all over the map. It was the spiders that turned the dream into a nightmare. Ugh, creepy crawlies!! I hate them. And I know what you are thinking. What…

Using humor while grieving

All through summer, fall and winter, my timeline has had memories of me being at home, going home, returning from home again and again. Almost everyday has had a memory related to home. It has been heart warming to see these memories (even though the memories are tinged with varying hues of melancholy). They remind…

Happy Heavenly Birthday Mom

We never knew my mom’s actual birthday date so I long ago picked a date. The coolest date I could think of. 10/10 Brief history lesson: the scramble for Africa did not care that Africans had their own belief and governing systems, traditions, customs, artefacts, celebrations. Nope, none of that mattered/ matters, not when the…

Sunday Thoughts

I love Sundays When we were kids, Sundays were for attending mass and then coming home to special meals cooked by mom. In boarding school, Sundays were for visits from mom with chapatis, chips, cake!! Every single Sunday! She never missed a single Sunday In University, Sundays were for calling mom. I never missed a…

One positive side effect of social media.

I think this is the first day all summer that I’ve not had some kind of travel memory on my FB feed or photo drives. All summer, my feed has had almost daily memories of me planning trips, booking flights, packing stuff, shopping, jetlag! Memories of hectic days getting ready to travel, hectic days at…

The thinnest veil

I read somewhere- I don’t remember where now- that the loved ones gone before us are separated from us by the thinnest of veils. It might have been thinnest paper. I don’t remember. The other morning though. Just before dawn. I was lying in bed, my mind not fully awake. In that semi lucid, semi…

Resilient humans

How amazing that your, ourheartsCan be brokenSo many timesAnd yet weEndure As though resilienceWas written intoOur very own DNABy our Creator Fearfully and wonderfully madeYou, I, WeAll of us Fearfully and wonderfully made.