My Ramblings
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if i could be 12 again, i would
1. Be a proper Indian and master at least one Indian language 2. Leave my pimples alone 3. Appreciate fresh air and exercise 4. Give more hugs 5. Play more and sleep less 6. Get over my tummy bulge and learn to swim 7. Make more friends 9. Conquer procrastination 10. Eat more grape jam Read more
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remembering god at 11:48pm
After almost exactly 24 months since I started praying for it, at about 3pm today, I got it. What “it” is is irrelevant to the telling of the story. Even though, in all those months, I had not lost faith nor hope, when I finally got it, I was surprised and breathtakingly delighted. First, I texted Read more
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caught in the crossfire
Terrorism had arrived in our town, at our doorstep. It was Sabbath morning, October 18, 2002, and we were awakened to a bomb. It was so close we could see the foggy smoke rise up towards the morning sky, we could hear the glass windows rattle. A quarter-mile from the hospital and a few yards Read more
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brown m & m’s
I have a problem embracing the earth—dirt in particular. And I passed this problem on to my son. From the moment he opened his eyes, he learned to stay within the borders of a multi-colored patchwork quilt. The quilt was his world and I kept it cleaner than a surgeon’s prepped hands. Every time Jez Read more
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if it keeps you up, it’s got to go
Note: I wrote this in 2009 and I’m proud to say I’ve been clean 2 years and counting. For weeks now, I’ve had a suspicion that I am an addict. To confirm this suspicion, I went googling and learnt that some signs of addiction are: using the stuff to forget problems or to relax; keeping it Read more
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farewells come too quickly
Journal entry from several years ago: The message read: “Attention—Betty is retiring. Farewell lunch next week.” I’ve known Betty for five years. She works two cubicles and a corridor from me. If there were a prize for motivation, Betty would win the gold. Velcro’ed on her cubicle wall is a saying every day. Today it’s Read more
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every woman’s dream
I found this old journal entry today. It says a lot about how I’ve managed to stay married for so long. What girl has not dreamt of one day meeting the perfect man, the one especially created for you, the husband with whom you will live happily ever after. I was no different from any Read more
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faith in a box?
In the first 10 minutes, it was quite obvious he had thoroughly googled me—Not in the creepy, stalker kind of way; but more like in a I-better-know-whom-I-might-be-working-with, smart sort of way. So when he said Tell me about yourself, it was just as obvious that he wasn’t talking about my work experience, my portfolio, my Read more
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thinking of nepal
I sometimes get nostalgic for our missionary life in Banepa. And when I do, I remember things like watching hail the size of golf balls crack the window pane getting excited about iceberg lettuce sipping a tall glass of hot lemon and honey eating momos by the dozen seeing kids gets excited school waking up Read more
SAYS FYL 