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.

Three years ago today

Three years agoWe laid you to restIt was a hard dayperhaps the toughest day of my life ShockDisbeliefFearHeartbreakWatching the coffinYour coffinBe sunk6 feet under Back then, I couldn’t even sayMom diedI said mom passed away Even today, it blows my mind when I think of the finality of dyingThe finality of your deathTo not see…

Little Did I know

Three years ago, my mother was living her last days but I didn’t know that. I had no clue. And her sudden death was and has been traumatizing.. I certainly thought I did. But little did I know that the last time I saw my mom had been the last. That..that hug at dawn on…