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I was out with my daughter yesterday, shopping at my local thrift store, when a lady commented on my hair. I turned around to thank her, and we got chatting. I felt I had found an older version of myself. Picking up conversations with strangers, quite naturally. Her husband stood next to her. They both…
Care of Elderly Indian Parents While Living Abroad As I said in a previous post, many of us left India in the early days to pursue a living. Did we have a plan for what to do with our parents once they got older? I know some families that do. And many that do not….
Bear with me as I take you on a little detour. I am only trying create a backstory to make my point. It is Tuesday morning and I reach for my phone as the alarm goes off. I check my messages and see one text and two voicemails, including a missed FaceTime call from my…
Sandwiched – Torn between kids and parents Back in the eighties everyone in my hometown dreamt and made a dash for the borders. Not because of war, or imminent crises, but because of the promise of a better life. Now, mind you, most of my hometown of Bandra consisted of Catholic or Christian communities. We…
We have all felt the sting of betrayal. We have all experienced the crushing disappointment of being stood up, down, left alone, and let down. If you have not really felt it – you are either thick-skinned. Or you are able to cope. In that case, I envy you. Also, you do not need to…
We are just about getting over the pandemic. Well, sort of. It was and still is in many respects an all-out war — and now we get to watch Ukraine get beaten up by a bully. Here we go again. Crisis mode for many. We are so connected that we get to not only watch…
Yesterday I read a post on LinkedIn which talked about quitting. All my life at least all my adult life I was made to feel that quitting was for losers. In fact I even subscribed to the poem Don’t Quit. Flogging the Dead Horse So the first line of the post by Anna Marie Miller who…
Are you capable of seeing the invisible ones? Who are they? You ask. They are the ones that are the outliers. The ones who are quiet at a party. Quiet in the group chat. Quiet on social media. Quiet at the noisy bar or restaurant. They are quiet because of the embarrassment of failure in…
