Category: Parenting
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I don’t know how she does it !
I am a hands-on father. But I confess, my morning duties with my son are largely restricted to packing his school bag, combing his hair (which is one of the toughest things ever) and taking him downstairs to wait for the school mini van. Collectively which takes, say 15 minutes tops. Yet, I complain. I…
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Shoulda, woulda, coulda
Procrastination is my middle name. Or it would be, if I had one. Luckily for me, I don’t. If there is something that I can put away doing indefinitely, I will. And this isn’t a new characteristic that I’ve suddenly picked up, now that I’m working from home. I’ve always been so, probably for as…
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M for Mischief – Part 2
(Continued from M for Mischief – Part 1) I notice that the sliding door to the balcony is open. I get excited since it’s a territory that I don’t usually get to explore. I have always been curious to find out what it is, that Ma and Pa are so defensive about. Strangely, I don’t discover…
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M for Mischief – Part 1
I am woken up, not by the cooing sounds of the neighbourhood birds or the tooting of the chugging train from the nearby railway station. Instead, unlike a lot of you unluckily people, I am fortunate enough to be woken up by a melodious rendition of “The Circle of Life” from my dad’s phone. “Oh,…
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Sleeping with the enemy
The luminous digital bedside clock says 01:00. I know, because I’m wide away nursing my right cheek bone with ice. “Oh, that’s going to be one heck of a bruise” I think to myself. Without making a sound, I turn around and glare at the culprit. He’s sprawled on his back, his arms folded behind…
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Take Two – The cat and the tot
I’m going to start this post with a confession. This has been the toughest prompts that I’ve had to tackle. But then again, it could have been because of the sheer randomness (or eerie similarity) of the two “objects” that I captured. So one lovely morning, armed with my cellphone, I walked out of my…
I Wrote Those - by Sid Balachandran 