My Dad talks to himself all the time. He’s done it for years – because he says he “gets better results.” He’s reading a magazine and he looks peaceful and absorbed but his thoughts keep coming through. As he’s gotten older, he has become less conscious of anyone around him being able to hear what Continue Reading →

I drove to my Dad’s 90th birthday party with my nanad Nutan. It was a three hour car ride and in the back seat, we had my daughter, Nutan’s daughter and our niece – all roughly the same age; all (sayeth the objective mother/aunt) stunningly beautiful and shockingly brilliant. It was quite a trip. Neha Continue Reading →

Yesterday, I took Nandita to visit Karuna Vihar Special School as part of her review of our work (Nandita D’Souza is a brilliant developmental pediatrician who runs Sethu,  a centre like ours in Goa). We got there early enough to see the children arriving, all happy and eager to greet their teachers before starting the Continue Reading →

Oh everything comes in its own special size I guess it can be measured by where you put your eyes It’s so big when you’re close And it looks smaller back a bit That’s about the size of it. Do yourself a favor and have a look at this sweet little video. I loved Sesame Continue Reading →