Confessions of a Tall Indian Woman

How many of you have been in the exact same or worse situation? Hot Sunday Morning and you drag yourself to the car to pick up groceries from a nearby store. Take the car out and BOOM! A big black trash bag is hurled across by your neighbor to hit the garbage bins and they just miss your windshield. You try hard to stay cool and lower your window to request the hurler to be a little more mindful. Before you can open your mouth, you hear a high pitched monologue on how the bin has moved and the person driving the car needs to be wary of the road. Sure yes, flying garbage bags is the next thing to avoid on the roads.  Just keep driving and in the next 300 meters you see a car coming towards you on the wrong side of the road. You slam the brakes to avoid a collision. The excuse you hear now is" Its Sunday, there is no one-way, you need to be careful". Really? After hearing the 9-5 rule for one way roads , this is definitely another feather in the cap.  A little annoye...

Why the question ? Summer holidays while growing up meant two months of unadulterated fun. Whether you lived in a nuclear or joint family it meant meeting friends,cousins and play. Broadly kids between 5 to 15 in the road or apartment met in the morning at a common point and played . You need to go home for lunch and then again regroup to continue playing indoors. This could be at a common friends place as it was too hot to step outside.If this was tough you meet in the evening and play anything from 7 stones to doge ball. Parents if they were working will be home by 7 and you get to discuss the days fights and highlights and then read and sleep. Summer holidays also meant multiple trips to the libraries to borrow books and keep a count of how many you can finish in the holidays. If it was closer to weekend , you may be allowed to get the ice cream from the vendor on the roads, who will  ring the bell (that sound as a kid your ears are tuned to) between 7:30 to 8:30 PM. Weekends m...

GO! Most of us are familiar with this and the race that ensues at most sports day. My perspective is after seeing kids sports day and the learnings from the same. It's incredibly insightful to sit in the sidelines and observe parents and kids exhibit a myriad of emotions .  Just imagine a simple three step kindergarten race involving a few balls , plates and hoola hoops. The joy the teachers would have got in devising a simple race to ensure it's an inclusive environment and every child participates. Then you hear about the same from the kids almost every day leading up to the sports day. Each time the enthusiasm focuses on the fun team spirit and rarely they will tell you who came first unless you ask them.  Cut to sports day and you see kids all lined up ready for the race. On your mark get set go and the race begins. The interesting part is if you are a parent you can observe the parents in the sidelines and that's just so interesting. Edging the kids, yelli...

Working mom's. 4 more shots. Few more women oriented drama's streaming on Netflix and prime. While it supposedly captures the conflicts of a modern day woman , some of the scenes are cringe-worthy.  This got me thinking on PENN a series aired on doordarshan ages ago. Think it was a 8 part mini series with actresses from mainstream cinema directed by Suhasini. The first episode is still so fresh in my mind. The mother daughter duo constantly bickering till her marriage and she leaves home. Touching scene that's still etched in my mind.  Have you seen it? It's a mini-series with each episode dealing with one phase of a women's life. Powerful and poignant I am so keen to unearth and watch this series again. I am sure it will resonate with me a lot more now. And I just did a quick search on social media and found the link on YouTube and here it goes https://youtu.be/3xcISdu4Fys Do yourself a favor and watch it. If I can recollect it with so much clarity after m...