Category: sisters and brothers

Mi Padre, Mi Papa – Part 1.

As far as I am concerned, his passing was no longer a matter of sympathizing or for that matter empathizing with someone else who has lost a dear one. This is as close to home as it can get. This is Papa. Papa was special. He wasn’t just papa, he was my friend. My friend is gone, and he’s not coming back, ever….

Memories of Happier Times – Love for My Sister

Shruti, my kid sister, well not so kid anymore, but still……
she is fourteen years younger than me, so kid holds. The day before yesterday was August 2 or as people from India would remember, Rakshabandhan. Literally translated “Raksha=Protection”, and “Bandhan=Ties”, or in terms of…

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