my heart breaks !

my heart breaks in the middle of the night. i shiver continuously thinking of you and thinking about you. my sleep breaks when i need to slumber. in the middle of the night my heart calls out to you. is this love? i asked is it enchantment? i wondered is it attachment? i queried the … Continue reading my heart breaks !

The intricacies of the English language #2

Our children today are going through a lot and this posting clearly expresses the dilemma facing the child in a new land with a new language. However, coping is inbuilt in our children and the world becomes better because the variety many languages bring.

domestic diva

 A Note to the Migrating Mommy

Before arriving in Australia, most of my daughter’s growing up years was spent in the USA . I distinctly remember that when I would be busy in some household chores , she could be usually seen with a device watching her favorite shows which is quiet the norm today among kids. Somehow they know their way around these devious little gadgets. She was busy watching shows like Barney , Super Why or Dora. All these shows according to me are great for preschoolers. However  Barney is a favorite, oozing loads of warmth and teaching some basic values as well like caring sharing and the likes . Somehow when we were going back to India dd had managed to pick up some impressive hold over the language.                            

re7 BARNEY & FRIENDS Barney…

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Water Runs Deep

Flying On Empty Thoughts

Rewrite of an old fiction.

Look out the window and you see a vast stretch of green for miles and a rocky patch of lake along the periphery. I’m told it takes an hour’s trek to reach the lake and the civilization.

When I was a child, my father used to say that we lived in heaven as we had the best views in the country. My friends agree. They are travellers, they go places. They’ve been to beaches, castles and cities that never sleep.

I’ve never travelled anywhere. I was born in this house, grew up to see a herd of cattle grazing along the plains. I remember waking up to sunlight painting each room with lights and shadows.  I remember the smell of earth in rains, the feel of breeze along these plains. It was beautiful, I remember.

I played games with my two siblings in our vast backyard…

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A Call

One goat cannot carry another goat's tail. “I love Nigerians because they are extra ordinary people they make impossible to be possible.” ― Saminu Kanti   In the so many postings I have gone through on my reader here on WordPress, I have come across many Nigerians both within and outside. I just have a … Continue reading A Call