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Parents. I wish they never grew old. Losing my father suddenly 14 years back has made us all insecure about losing the other parent. My mother is back from the hospital and recovering well. My sister and her family from the other part of the globe were here. All of us were together and took care of our mother in our own ways. The house of full of action, responsibilities and fun. With oblivious kids singing in one room,  mummy sleeping in another and someone cooking something in the kitchen, we really had a good time with all the added stress. But now, my sister is gone. Kids are lonely again. There and over here. Silence in the house and it's time for me to go back home. It feels like a storm that has blown all of us into different directions. Hope mummy copes well. Hope God looks at all the good deeds she has done. Hope we all reunite next year and continue having fun with mummy around. To next year, then.

Windmills of the Mind

As I was going through some of the photos on my online album, I saw a tree trunk that I had photographed some years back - with concentric circles on its bark. I have labelled the photograph accordingly - "Windmills of the Mind". Well, I got this sudden urge to listen to this theme from The Thomas Crown Affair. I went on to Youtube and heard both, the theme and the song. And it took me back to the times when we would listen to the famous Hollywood movie themes on an LP player with my father enthusiastically talking about all these films. A time with all my siblings, together sharing laughter and joy...A time that will not come back. I can only rewind it in the Windmills of my Mind.

My Little Innocent Darling :-)

I am in tears. I can't help but cry. My child has started formal school now. They look so young and innocent in their new uniforms. Seeing them with these school bags, lunch boxes and water bottles, my heart can't help but weep. Their childhood is going. Indian schooling puts too many responsibilities on tiny shoulders. Today was the second day of school and the last day that the parents could leave them till the classroom. As I made him sit on a chair, he waited for a familiar face to sit next to him with his eyes wide and searching. The class's naughty boy came and sat next to him and he went quiet. Suddenly, the naughty boy got up from there and went elsewhere. Just then, my little one's best pal came and sat next to him. and he smiled and looked up at me and waved me goodbye. With moist eyes, I left.