OF MY MOTHER'S FOOD & KNITTING

Last night, as I curled up in my bed, with blocked nose and headache, more than your soft and tender touch, I was missing something else about you. I was missing eating the food you used to make. It struck so deep and so sudden - the realisation that I will never be able to taste anything made by you. I can still eat the things you loved to cook and the things you loved to eat. But it's never the same. Even the most simple dish I treasure like a mad, hungry man who never had anything to eat at all. I guess I never thought I could be or would ever be emotional about food. I know I am. I can now completely understand why sister follows the same methods as you did while cooking. She makes sure...

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NUNGSHIBI - OUR ADORABLE PUPPY

I have to tell you about Nungshibi. I completely forgot. She was a month old puppy when brother brought her in on his way back from office. She was injured, bitten by another dog and the only one among her siblings to survive. The same day sister and I had come back from Shillong and we were so surprised to see her. She was really hurting and in a really bad condition. Sister, who always wanted us to have a pet at home, was ecstatic. But brother spoiled her excitement somehow when he said he is just getting her cured and then letting her go. Weeks passed and I was taking care of her, washing her wounds and bathing her, cleaning her mess and feeding her. Sister would keep on pleading...

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YOUR BIRTHDAY AND MOTHER'S DAY

Dear Mom,Life has been spinning its wheel and I have been circling along with it. Many a times I have thought of you and even wanted to write to you. But like most things, I just end up thinking about it and not actually doing it. It's not to say I didn't think of you. You already know that.A lot many things have happened and a lot is still the same. It's already the middle of the year. Pretty soon we will be bidding farewell to yet another year. Time just flies by and things remain almost always the same somehow.I thought of writing to you on my birthday or at least on your birthday or even on Mother's Day. But I didn't. I chose to keep my emotions in me rather than type it here. My birthday...

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LIVE FREELY, LAUGH FREELY

There is a sense of nothingness in me, mom. I don't know if it has anything to do with the end of another year in my life or if it's just me. But the nothingness is not a void. I am not feeling anything at the moment but there are so many things running around in my head. There's hope somewhere in that whirlwind of thoughts. And it makes all the difference. I have hope mom, to be free with myself, to accept the changes in me and embrace the person that I have become through all the experiences I have lived. Just like the way you pointed out about my laughter a long time ago. I cannot laugh freely. I hold back. Not intentionally. Because I have tried to do so many times but am just not able...

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