There is a chance that death itself may not be as scary as the fear of death, or the knowledge that it is round the corner. The knowledge that life, as we know it, is nearing an end impels some to live it up and others to freeze in terror. And there is no word that conjures death as well as the word ‘cancer’. A disease one does not catch per se, but one that mutates the very cells that make up the organs inside the body. The body’s very organs revolt against its host and slowly all ceases to function. Today is the 30th of October and the whole month is called Pinktober to raise awareness and hail campaigns on, specifically, breast cancer. I don’t know anyone who does not have a loved one in the snares of this disease, or perhaps has lost a loved one to it. It is real, it is looming large and we have to take notice. Read More →
So guys, it’s Anniversary time. Been five years with the Boy. Looking back these are the feelings I have, in this particular order:
Accomplishment. It’s a good, sturdy milestone to reach. Yes, sharing my life and all its issues is difficult, but five years is a good sign.
Luck. It’s sheer good luck I ended up with someone with such a beautiful heart. He’s quite cool that way.
Hope. We made it this far, it’s a pretty decent sign we’ll make it much further. Read More →
I tried to wean my little one since he turned 15 months but met no success.(He’s 20 months now). I would always cave into night nursing because, well, I had discovered a nursing-while-sleeping-position, and SLEEEEEEEP is just tooooooo precious. But the backaches in the morning had me kicking myself in the shins. Every night I would go to sleep with the resolve that I need to quit, and every day I would google articles about how to quit. I guess a part of me felt guilty about it too. What I learnt during the process: Read More →
This is the eighth (and last) in a series of posts about a trip to Europe in the summer of 2016
After having read bits of WW2 history, having watched movies and read books (mostly fiction aside from Anne Frank), it was difficult to decide whether we should visit Auschwitz. We did. It was really uncomfortable, very much so. It was painful and not the least bit cathartic. It was an important visit but left me with a very heavy burden. That so many people, human beings, (and innocent children) were subject to so great and so systematic a form of barbarianism for so long is unfathomable. Read More →
This is the seventh in a series of posts about a trip to Europe in the summer of 2016
I had honestly never heard of the city Bratislava, or even the country (Slovakia) until we were planning this road trip. It happened to lie between Hungary and Poland and hence a stop became a must. It rained most of the time we were there, which was about 22 hours in total so my memory of the place itself is dotted with downpours. But will I go there again? Yes! In a heartbeat. Read More →