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Allegiance
About a month ago, the theaters had a showing of George Takei's musical Allegiance. An office Christmas party was on the schedule for the evening of the one day showing. My husband...
My journey to beautiful
I was born dark skinned and such was life. My earliest memories involving skin color came from one of my uncles who used to call me blackie and a cousin who used to call me shaani. You all...
Downton Abbey
Yes. Old news for a lot of people, but not so for me. See, I have been following TV series titles through osmosis. I hear names like The Walking Dead or Grey's Anatomy or Orange is the New...
Resolutions of a space cadet
I'm told my oldest niece is just like me. Apparently, she likes everything I like and follows in my footsteps. Oh dear God! I hope that's not true, because I'm a space cadet....
The end of an era
Today is Thanksgiving Day 2016 and I'm sitting at home in my PJs, on my computer, in between household tasks of cleaning and laundry. Sudden flashes of memory distract me. A distant crackle of...
My husband, the singer!
Here's my husband singing one of his favorite songs. It all started with Facebook memories. There was a memory from 2 years ago with him singing a song from My Fair Lady. I shared...
Keep Up To Date
Tea, tea cups and more
Blogging is a process. I wish it was as simple as write and click the "publish" button. I think I have done that too, but on re-reads, I think about all the edits I should have made....
In my underwear, in public, looking beautiful…
Hello everyone,Those of you who know me are probably thinking, "wtf?!?" Well, let me explain. This past weekend was my cousin's wedding. Not any cousin. This is someone who...
Change
I remember a line from the play Inherit the Wind. I can't quote exactly but it was basically something like this - It was you who has moved away, by standing still. There is depth in its...
The gift of purse
Sometimes in life, one sits back and reflects on all the people in their life. People who come and go. People who stay. Family. And then I thought about my relationship with...
Truth be told
Should one write in hurt and anger? After all writing is catharsis. And when one feels unimportant and considered a second thought, why not? Of course, my all so wise husband tells...
Waiting for tomorrow
I have written about the concept of now before. In a nutshell, it's the principle that the past is past and does not exist anymore. The future does not exist either. It only exists...