A Full Life, Half-lived : A Shippy Wife’s Tale

Think of it more as a peek into the life of a shippy wife. Why? Because our strange life is often thought of in the strangest ways by people who are strangers to us. Well, sometimes by some friends also, to be honest. We get a lot of questions as to how we spend our days. So I thought I’ll write about it. I am a Shippy Wife. Whatever comforts I afford and enjoy, comes at the price of not being able to share small joys, trials/tribulations with my husband whenever I want to. I don’t want him to miss out on anything while he is away. So I tend to over-compensate for the time spent apart. Over-sharing, it has become a habit with me.

Dear Daughter, This I Promise You

Dear Daughter, I will be your guide. I’ll help you learn from my mistakes. I’ll also let you make your own mistakes, but with caution, because mistakes are also important. I promise I’ll try to first learn to love myself so that I can then teach you to love yourself.I’ll encourage you to be confident of yourself, but never arrogant. The beauty is in being sure of yourself, not in trying to prove that you are. Always do the right thing. Be you. I promise you, I’ll always be your biggest cheerleader.

Nepal: A back-packer’s delight

On my travels, I love to capture on camera the things I see – something odd, something unique, something funny, something beautiful. Because these little things add to the stories about our trip. Stories that are fun to tell and fun to look back at. Everyone visits the same places, but it’s these little moments that make our experience there unique and memorable. Here are some photographs capturing our experiences on our visit to Nepal a few years back.

A Woman Just Like You

I write this in the hope that there comes a day when a mother isn’t poorly judging another mother based on her different choices. As long as those choices aren’t harming anyone, we should make a promise to ourselves that we encourage another woman’s courage to be herself.

The Impossible Task Of Not Giving A F…

It was like any other day. I was probably anxious about the day’s tasks ahead of me as it is. And then, something seemingly minor happened, but it just sapped a lot of energy out of me. And then I learnt how not to give a fig about it.

There’s No Such Thing As A Non-working Mom

We’re moms. Our jobs don’t even end at night. Even in bed, we’re making to-do lists. And after a day full of work, we’re wondering where the day flew by. It’s a thankless job really, but gratifying at the same time because our KRA’s are the happy faces of our loved ones. We’re not told often, or even ever, how much we’re valued, but we know in our hearts.

I Knew Then He Was The Man I Wanted To Marry

Sometimes she wonders if she is fit to handle life and fantasizes about her younger days before marriage. There pops the thought “Why did I go and get married in the first place?” But rarely does she try to answer that question for herself. During our dating years, in one of those typical conversations about “our future” (yup, that one that guys particularly hate), when I asked him what was his idea of what marriage is like, he said something surprisingly profound that has stayed with me since.