On the eve of India’s Independence Day….

I recall – As dusk falls on the eve of India’s Independence Day 2015, there is a sense of calm in our hearts for the first time in 13 years. We are gazing onto our new patch of garden in Bhubaneswar, having come home and we do not have to go over each minute detailContinue reading “On the eve of India’s Independence Day….”

Poena ~ Ashes of Rose

Poena ~ 1 In memory of my nephew Viraj Thappa Ashes of Rose My colour for YOU,  Ashes of Rose, soft words reflect the colour of your flushed cheeks, tinged with indigo blue. You who lie so still, content. Smiling in deep slumber, breathing in tune to an ephemeral heartbeat, your lips part asunder, aContinue reading “Poena ~ Ashes of Rose”

In Love We Trust

Trips and Trials ~ A Selection of Poems and Songs Dedicated to my husband, Sibabrata Tripathi (Indian Foreign Service, 1979). May 3rd 1955 ~ February 27th 2017 A Trilogy I Molten pools, liquid fire dancing in mischief, recollections of joy. Ablaze with passion of a deep-rooted anger at mankind’s inhumanity. Softly aglow with love’s specialContinue reading “In Love We Trust”

The Diplomatic Trailing Spouse

An Observer in a Coveted Profession, Shrouded in Myth and RealityOrA Marionette in Restraint? EXTRAORDINARY AND PLENIPOTENTIARY DIPLOMATIST Annual Edition 2016 Page 79 http://www.diplomatist.com/dipoannual2016/index.html  

A never-ending mother-daughter epiphany!

On Wednesday, Amrita Tripathi wrote about her experiences as a woman with a Single Income and No Kids. https://scroll.in/article/685923/Confessions-of-a-SINK:-single-income,-no-kids-(and-not-sure-I-want-any-yet) Here’s her mother’s view of the situation: Dear Daughter  – I could say Dearest Daughter here, but then as there are two of you plus your brother, my choice of words could raise eyebrows. But my focus hereContinue reading “A never-ending mother-daughter epiphany!”

On laughter with a parent and the eternal bond~RIP Father Oct 6th 2018

“I am 26 and I laugh with my mother. I also chat with her nearly every day just like 80 per cent of millennials. As for rampant drug abuse honestly, it’s is very hard to go on a week-long bender if your mother expects you to check in every day…The only risk factor that hasContinue reading “On laughter with a parent and the eternal bond~RIP Father Oct 6th 2018”

World Cancer Day 2020

When The Emperor of Maladies erupts and disrupts Life…… a cached text version of my article on Huffington Post India. Leap Of Unfaith: Letting Go Of My Husband It has not been easy inhaling and exhaling these past 240-odd days. HUFFINGTON POST INDIA THE BLOG 10/04/2017 3:37 PM IST | Updated 01/06/2017 10:06 AM ISTContinue reading “World Cancer Day 2020”

Leap Of Unfaith

20th April 2017 Eight months ago. The thunderbolt from yonder. If you believe in that. Karma? DNA. Biomarkers. Utter despair. Then, hope. Trials. Tribulations. Against all odds. Of having to explain to family and friends.”What? Were there no symptoms?” “Why didn’t he see a doctor?” He was like that, a stalwart—he bore pain, physical andContinue reading “Leap Of Unfaith”

Your Mother ~ Do tell her

The Touchstone for Complaints: the Young Urban ‘Middle-Class’ Indian Housewife. As dawn breaks, the Indian housewife of today cannot shut her eyes and go back to sleep, to finish her dream, whether wistful or happy or tragic, in a busy urban Indian household.   There are a hundred diverse thoughts milling in her mind. HasContinue reading “Your Mother ~ Do tell her”

Love, Actually ..words from long ago

It’s another kind of love. The nearest our grandmothers may have got to saying, “I love you” in Oriya would have been “I like you!” And even that would have been said with a blush. Dad’s mother, Ma, left us too soon. We were away in England in the sixties and I used to conjure upContinue reading “Love, Actually ..words from long ago”