Counting blessings.
It just dawned me on a few days ago that this September marked three years of my move from India to Oman. It was a dizzying thought, to picture how the time had...
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It just dawned me on a few days ago that this September marked three years of my move from India to Oman. It was a dizzying thought, to picture how the time had...
The last time I saw my grandmother was a year and a half ago. I've been feeling the guilt for a while now.
So it has been a week that I returned from the States and I’m not even close to wearing off the jet lag. Now that I’m actually feeling more like myself, an acco...
Muscat, for me is so packed with memories that there is probably no such place that I can go to without being reminded that this is the place where I grew up.
A lot of phone calls, a birthday card from Ma-Baba, many blessings later I am twenty five plus two days and floating in the happiness of being given a fabulous...
Amid all of the other disturbances, the world seems so much of a better place when Mothers are around.
I've been one of the fortunate few in the world whose lives have been almost always inspired by music.