The loss of a mother……second time over.

No…..she wasn’t my mother. I probably don’t even have a appropriate and befitting name for her. Was she my friend, my buddy, my confidante, my soulmate,my mother, my aunt?? She was my mothers younger sister who I had always called Mausi…..a loving word in Hindi that literally means like a mother. Me and Meena Mausi […]

The blanket

The blanket…….the blanket so warm Snug toes…..a dreamless sleep A strong wind pushed it away The cruel strong wind Now the sleep comes no more The toes are cold and bare A feeling so insecure……….

Of Gunpowder and Pepper Rasam………..

She was born 7 decades ago, a cherished daughter to HN and Swarna Manjiah. They named her Vasanta after  a musical melody in Carnatic and Hindustani Classical Music. But to the world she was just Munni, a term of endearment meaning little one. And she remained that all through her life, wherever she went and in whatever […]

To my sister

This was written by my brother Anuraag on my birthday 26th December,2012. To a Sister , to the best I can….the knocking on my door , yes it was your friends I was dating. The rudeness I displayed, was my lesser self. My apologies…. Your smiles , mesmerizing , your shadow…so mother like, the hug […]

Happy Birthday Dipi

Dearest Dipi, I originally wanted to write you a letter about why you’re my best friend and saturate it with all the generic reasons and adorable anecdotes, but I’m not going to do that because you already know why you’re my best friend. If you didn’t, we probably wouldn’t have remained friends all these years. […]

My Bucket List 2012

I was just going through my blog and read the bucket list that I had made in 2008. Four long years have passed since then and today I thought that it was high time that I sat and made a new one. This one is much longer than the previous one and I am hoping […]

Happy Father’s Day

Father’s Day……huh…..What is this father’s day business? Papa used to always laugh it off when I used to wish him, send him a card or get a gift for him on this very special day. Every time I used to get him a card or a gift he would say, “Why do you spend money […]