He was a young and energetic man who was probably 28 or 29. Asking for a virtual coffee talk, he spoke out his heartfelt feelings. He was getting ready for his wedding and it seemed that his fiancée and he were talking about future plans. “Everything is prepared. We both have found our rented house, […]
He was a young and energetic man who was probably 28 or 29. Asking for a virtual coffee talk, he spoke out his heartfelt feelings. He was getting ready for his wedding and it seemed that his fiancée and he were talking about future plans. “Everything is prepared. We both have found our rented house,
Wake up before everyone else, cook, clean and prepare everything for the day. Kichidi for the little one, tomato chutney for the elder one – oh they don’t like bitter gourd; one another for them. They are ever in my eyes! Production issues, calls, stakeholders communication, presentations – grab a hot coffee that turns cold
Wake up before everyone else, cook, clean and prepare everything for the day. Kichidi for the little one, tomato chutney for the elder one – oh they don’t like bitter gourd; one another for them. They are ever in my eyes! Production issues, calls, stakeholders communication, presentations – grab a hot coffee that turns cold
#lockdown #newinterests #lockdownproductivity #lockdownlearning “What do you do to keep yourself interesting and occupied?”, “What are the new skills this lockdown?”, “Lets exchange lockdown ideas” – every minute and hour, there are emails and messages floating around. “Let’s manage working on alternate timings. Else work wouldn’t move nor managing our little toddler” – we agreed
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4:50 am – Turning off the unused alarm that was set for 5 am I wake up. Splashing a handful of cold water to make myself fresh, I start the day with a smile. Cutting the veggies, cooking the dhal for sambar, my rice cooker gets heated up. A plate of idlies for my toddler
“Shh shh.. Shanmuga Kaapathappa” (Lord Muruga, help us) – my 85 year old grandpa was often chanting. He was getting restless at night and also worried a lot. Most of the times he wasn’t sleeping. “What’s happening with you?” “I’m afraid, I’m afraid” – he often stated. We discussed within our family and finally decided
9pm – Busy madiwala. I was waiting for my bus to native for a family function. After a long time I was leaving my kids and going for just a day. A blue car crossed me swiftly and my memories walked down the lane. “Hello, this is Subha” my first conversation with a new colleague
“20 days to go” started the note. It was a corner of the black board that my mom used to teach her students. After pleading I got some space and wrote this down. Everyday, I’d wipe it out and subtract one. When it reached single digit, my happiness knew no bounds. The eight year old
“Expert talk on writing” to the little kids of grades 1,2 and 3. After a couple of rigorous weeks talking about Depression, Anxiety and suicide prevention in University, Institutes and online forums, this was a new invite. “Well, this is going to be a different genre altogether. Let me try this too” my mind smiled.
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