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An Amma is always an Amma

An Amma is always an Amma

One year ago, on the 24th of November, my twin boys were born. Yanked out of my humongous belly at 35 weeks—at least 3 weeks too early—as I struggled to keep my blood pressure at normal levels. I had been in and out of hospital a couple of times before for various reasons but this […]

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How Gampu came back

How Gampu came back

When I was a child, we went to my paternal grandparents’ home for Ganpati celebrations every year. My grandmother was in poor health since as far back as I can remember, and she used to feel weighed down with the additional responsibility of prepping for the elaborate festival. My mother, not exactly the religious sort, […]

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Signal girl

She stands at the busiest signal in the suburb. Her hair is a hay-like brown from undernourishment and her skin is tanned from standing in the sun all day.  I see her every time my taxi stops at the signal—more than a couple of times every week. Almost always, she has a smile on her […]

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Avanee’s first stage performance

When the school first announced the Parents Day celebration and the fact that each child in the play group and nursery will perform something or other, I said, “Aww, how cute.” It ended at that. I was looking forward to it for a month, but I had no clue what song or dance my kid […]

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When did my baby grow up?

When did my baby grow up?

Every time I blow my nose into an inadequate piece of tissue, Avanee comes up and strokes the side of my thigh, looks up at me with comforting eyes, and says, “Amma, OK?” She lays her dolls and animals and birds down in her lap one by one, pats  them lightly on the forehead, occasionally […]

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How my 2-year-old daughter took an insulin shot and I realized I am a bad mommy

One fine evening last week, Avanee was eating rice with me as we watched our favorite show on television. (No, it wasn’t CBeebies; it was a regional Marathi serial that is probably inappropriate for her age but she likes to see the old grandmother in it…there I go justifying myself again.) We polished off a […]

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Every mother’s Krishna

Every mother’s Krishna

Like most pregnant women, I would spend a few seconds more than usual, stopping and staring at pictures of cherubic babies and toddlers, picking qualities that I would want to see in my own. Then, one day, driven by the nesting instinct, I was clearing up and generally de-cluttering in order to make space for […]

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