Is there a doctor in the house?
The Examination: “Let me have a look at that, Sir.” And The Diagnosis: “I’m sorry, Sir, but I’m afraid you have a serious case of mosquito bite.”
Owen and Enzo
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 the world seems smaller now, less vivid, less full of excitement and exuberance. I miss them! Two young […]
Inclusion
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 school, as far as they were concerned. They preferred Latika Vihar, our afternoon children’s centre.) The activity-based learning approach […]
Ravi Chopra: My Main Man
Is he gorgeous or is he gorgeous?
Missing My Kids
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 roamed. It wouldn’t be so bad if they weren’t so much fun to have […]
The Owen-Enzo Fan Club, Dehradun Branch
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 waiting. My heart actually does a little leap when I see their shoes strewn carelessly outside the door […]
West Meets East (and caves)
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 clearly intending to feed it to the dog we don’t have, she moved in. Owen realized he had […]
Chivalry Takes a Dive
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 . . .
Sunday Picnic
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 86), an 18 year-old beauty, three young things in their 20’s, two in their 30’s, two in their 40’s […]
Dad in India
Proof that he is really here. The Times of India in hand. This is at my niece Manisha’s where we spent the first night. Dad seems to have reached an age where he is above the little details in life. India. America. Only names. Wherever you go, there you are. He is also very easy […]