Every time I prepare to roar ,'No cricket practice in the house', the mummy of my little baby holds me back as if warning, ' Better control yourself lady,for you are going to miss this too ! As you miss his cute blabbering, his wobbly walk, his crawling and then tugging on to your legs or even… Continue reading On your 11th one…

  Muchas Gracias 2011 A glance back, 2011 seemed to have dished out a lavish spread; Celebrations that left us enthralled Little setbacks taught us to move on. That good news that made us gleefully smile at life, Sadly some that shook that faith for a while. Waiting eagerly to welcome a new life, Helpless… Continue reading Muchas Gracias…

As I see sonny excited for yet another transition - graduating from pencils to using fountain pens - I wonder why the memory of a shiny silver fountain pen has been poking me vehemently since the last few days and making me silently smile! One of those childhood memories when my father handed over his much used Chinese pen… Continue reading Bequeathing a fortune of warm memories ~ Will our children be as lucky???

The colors on my canvas....are not my own,  The colors on my canvas come from varied zones! A part of the canvas has all soft and pastel hues, They come from a fairy queen God mother,  Such a compassionate soul! Thou was there to hold me when I went through my baby steps, With that boundless love ...you showered… Continue reading Colours on my canvas…