Halum Jhulum dui bhai (Halum and Jhulum are two brothers) Rastay pailo mora gai ( They found a dead cow on the road) Halum bole loiya jai (Halum says ‘let’s take it home’) Jhulum bole khaiya loi (Jhulum Says ‘let’s eat it’) This small rhyme is part of family legend. I never met either … Continue reading Halum Jhulum- The Tale of Two Misers #A-ZChallenge2018
As part of my blog's first anniversary I am hosting a 'blog party'. Today my guest is Anamika Agnihotri. She is a mother of a 6 year old son. She is an observer, an optimist, an introvert, a spiritual seeker and an eternal learner. She considers herself as a silent crusader against gender bias and gender … Continue reading 5 Dialogues I Have Heard Time and Again (Guest Post)
Shruti’s mother-in-law (MIL) suffers from a phobia that her son is not being well fed by Shruti. This anxiety is shared by majority of Indian Moms especially the Bengali and Punjabi variety. If a Punjabi or Bengali boy eats even one roti less than the usual quota the mom behaves as if there is some … Continue reading The Story of a Mom-in-law and Ghee
“Mom, I need a globe tomorrow for my geography project” Pablo said nonchalantly. Trina jumped out of the bed in panic and almost screamed “What do you mean? It is 11.30 pm. All the shops are shut and your school bus comes at 6.30 am. Where will I get a globe now?” “Idiot, couldn’t you … Continue reading Mr. Problem Solver
On the eve of the New Year of 2005, myself, Papun, and her younger brother Ishaan were chatting on the terrace of their apartment. It was a cold winter night and the terrace was quite airy making us feel the chills. Suddenly, Ishaan noticed a jute gunny bag behind us. It seemed as if there … Continue reading When we found a Dead Body on the Terrace #memoir
When I was twelve years old, I fell in love with a sixteen year old boy. I first saw the picture of that curly haired boy in the sports section of a children’s magazine called “Shuktara.” It was love at first sight. Adolescence was in full bloom. Fluctuating hormones made the love intense and I … Continue reading When Sachin Tendulkar Smiled at Me #memoir
Trina Looks Back 