Parenting in the time of intolerance

My husband Abhiraj is a Hindu Brahmin and I am a Muslim. This has never been an issue for us, has hardly ever occurred to us, has never, ever played out as a cause for differences in any of our fights. It is in fact something we have great fun with. Abhi has this whole…

An Ode to Aunts

Last week, I had my Phuppi (my dad’s sister) staying with us for a few days. Phuppi completely matches the description of the stereotypical Aunts I read about growing up, like Aunt Alexandra in To Kill a Mocking Bird or Aunt Izzie in What Katy Did: she is formidable, sharp-tongued and very spick and span…

When I’m a Mean Mommy, here’s what I need to remember

It is our usual Saturday afternoon ritual: I pack a little bag with a few clothes, diapers and of course, Matilda and then drop Rumi off to my parents’ place. Mum teaches Kindergarten, Abba has his classes and they are generally quite busy during the week so this works as a win-win situation for the…

So proud to raise a little bookworm!

Abhi and I both love books dearly and this love has reached an all-time high with the birth of Rumi and the entry of picture books in our lives. We gleefully hunt online and get super excited when we see all the beautiful artwork and illustrations in some books and argue over “must-haves”. We’ve caused…