Mission Giftpossible : A Toddler’s Guide to Birthday Shopping

Mission Giftpossible : A Toddler’s Guide to Birthday Shopping

My toddler, much like his eating habits (where all vegetables are apparently an offense to humanity), is extremely picky about who he lets into his exclusive VIP inner circle. He loves them fiercely, protects them like a bodyguard on RedBull and yes, he also fights with them like it’s a debate driven to the ground! But at the end of the day, he little tribe is non-negotiable. 

So, it was his closest friend’s birthday (an event on par with the Oscars in his mind) and ofcourse he wanted to give her the perfect gift. Now the past year was easy-peasy, I took him to the store where he browsed like a tiny gentleman, chose a gift and boom! Happy friend, happy life! This year was a whole different story. This year was a whole different era! This was the “I’m-4-Plus-And-I-Know-Everything” era. *face palm*

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A Year Without You, Amma!

A year is almost coming to a close, a whole year without you!

You held on for so long, living each day with nothing but sheer faith in our Gods. I say “our Gods” now because it was your unwavering belief that gently nudged mine into existence. Watching you trust with such conviction made it impossible not to believe alongside you.

You almost made it to 99, what a life that must’ve been. And now I sit wondering why I didn’t ask as many questions about your life as you did mine. Rest assured, your stories would’ve blown my socks off. I can only imagine the things you saw, the wisdom you carried and the courage it must’ve taken to live each chapter of your life with such humility and strength.

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Random Musings in October

Random Musings in October


She looks out the window,
Her thoughts as dull as the grey winter skies.
She mourns the loss of a life she could’ve had.
Her heart broken, her soul shattered,
Maps drawn across her olive skin.

Looking for comfort in the eyes of strangers,

She only found fleeting moments of solace.
Walking down the cobblestone streets,
She yearned for everlasting joy.
Deep in thought,
She looks up,
He smiles.

Her aching soul can breathe again,

Her broken heart not averse to feel again,
Piece by piece, he put her back together,
Put her on a pedestal to be the beautiful person she is.
She found a world of love and contentment, 
She found a feeling no dictionary could define for her.
Life is not perfect, she knew that,
But she came as close to perfect as she could.