Reflections Of A Desi Mom

The year is about to end.. 4 days from now this wrathful year will come to an end.  This year that started with so much hope and promises like another New Year and showed us some horrific times with a raging pandemic. It also showed us how to survive with the basics. Something that we had forgotten over the years while becoming a supremingly capitalist economy.  As I look back I cannot be thankful enough for all the good times that we saw, the good health that me and my family were able to have - in spite of the fact that the world was fighting the rage of the ugly virus.  But just like a coin, the other side has left an impression on the hearts and minds that is going to take a very long time to disappear.  The loneliness, the silence, the despair in the eyes of kids and adults alike.. There were some very hard times that this year showed us. The streaming content on a variety of channels often kept us more sane than our own trying-to-be-positive thoughts. The wait ...

When you have lots to share and don't know where to start you almost ramble...  I hope I do it a lil less today :-D 2020 has been all about Covid and its implications. But today I don't want to banter.. Instead I want to be thankful & grateful of the small joys and happiness that we re-discovered being in the comfort (sometimes cooped up) in our home. Thankful of having a home where we can see the world go from rushing - to silent - to running again. And thankful of having our precious sweetheart N who made this miserable year far less miserable for our existence.  We completed 15 years of married life last week.. and instead of a boring mundane Monday our whole day was busy discovering tiny beautiful surprises N arranged for us.  She clocked her alarm for 11.45 pm and woke up to surprise us with sweet Cadbury pack (that she saved since Diwali). And just when I thought I could kiss my husband Happy Anniversary while he blissfully snored - she woke us to atte...