Did I say I was missing home? The past couple of days have been amazing weather. After the rains, the world was muted, the greens are greener but every other color is softer, the brash reds and yellows of summer have disappeared and the air is fresh and cool. The ever present clouds, never present sun and the occassional threat of a drizzle, all ( Read more... )

The days I run out of gas (the LPG kind … the other kind I seem to have enough supply for seven janams) stand out as red letter days in my life. There was the first time, when it ran out on the day my fussy family arrived and then my mom and aunt, tired from a two and a half day train journey cooked a full South Indian meal for six people using an ( Read more... )

There are days that are so horrible that they leave you counting the small blessings (full Hallmark Card feeling happens). Today was one of them, so the evening found me counting the small blessings. What were mine? Well I won’t bore you with that. I’ll bore you with other stuff J

Went out for the adrenaline fix close to 7:30 today. Its still ( Read more... )

Found this thing dating from August last year while cleaning my mailbox.... I was off blogs at the time else this would have been up :)

Driving in America is an achievement for me. My auspicious beginning getting pulled over for driving too slowly on the freeway is behind me. I can’t seem to stay below speed limits now. Admittedly its the ( Read more... )

D & I once bought Ex Libris by Anne Fadiman for a much admired English Prof (who had one of the nicest libaries in town). At the time I remember wishing someone would think I was cool enough to buy that book as a gift for me.

Ever since, I have passed by it at book stores and never bought, nor have I shamelessly demanded it as I do with other ( Read more... )

 And today it was the other way round. They chased me.

A recently acquired adrenaline addiction forces me out every night. In the past I never quite understood why people would run around the same building 5 times - but now I’m so desperate for a fix I’m willing to do precisely that. Of course, drowning my mind to discotheque (wonly the hexadecimal mix please) totally helps.

Af ter I walked around the ( Read more... )