A long time ago, I promised a photo of Dehradun’s version of the “Grassy Knoll”. This is the best I can do. It’s hard to find the right angle for this one. The house would [...]
There they are with Moy Moy – proof they really were here, in our house, in our garden, in our every waking moment, just about. I need the proof because they have gone back home and [...]
Nobody ever said inclusion was easy. My nephews, Owen and Enzo, attended Karuna Vihar for the six weeks they were here in India. Most of the time, it was a good experience (though it was still [...]
I did it to my parents, and Ravi did it to his, so I suppose I cannot complain that ours have done it to us, but Lord, it does sometimes seem against nature how far away from home these two have [...]
These kids! I seriously have never seen children so full of life and high spirits as these two nephews of mine: Owen and Enzo. I come home for lunch every day and most often they are there [...]
In India, you don’t waste food. It is the original sin, the root of all evil and no old woman worth her salt will tolerate it. So when Masiji spotted young Owen dallying with his dal and [...]
So touching! A loving husband gently assisting his wife . . . NOT! But for pushing Preeti into the water, Sebastian is repaid in spades: And emerges a wiser man . . .
This was a picnic to remember, if only for the range of people who came. From Lakshmi, age 12 months, to Mummy, age 91. In-between: five more children, all under nine, two more oldies (81 and [...]