With Easter holidays round the corner, memories of Easter egg hunts, decorating eggs and a beautiful spring in London come rushing back to my mind. We lived in London at that time and I was gearing up for the two week long Easter break at school. Not that I was dreading the holidays, in fact I… {Read More}
Where did my little boy go?
“You worry too much Mummy,” he tells me, with a big frown on his face and standing up as tall as his almost 9 years frame can make him, when I ask him to be careful one more time as he runs down the slope. “Of course I am supposed to worry” I tell him,… {Read More}
Home is where the Helper is?
“What? You don’t have a helper?” Ever since I have moved back to Hong Kong, I have been asked this question umpteen number of times, accompanied by raised eyebrows and shocked faces. I am a stay-at-home mum, have two growing boys, a house and a husband to look after, so where is the excuse for not… {Read More}
My little camper
I packed his bag. Very organised, as compact as I could make it, clothes in one section, books and toys in the other and a couple of treats and snacks, just in case he got hungry at night! I guess a little more than ‘a couple’ as I found it a bit difficult to zip… {Read More}
It’s Merry Christmas eve, Mummy!
“It’s Merry Christmas eve Mummy!” shouted out my elder son in absolute glee as we headed back home from an early dinner tonight (24th December). Both my sons were so excited to get Santa’s gift the next day that they couldn’t wait to get home and go to sleep! A big refreshing change for me… {Read More}
Walking in the Winter Wonderland
Can’t believe we are in December already! This year’s gone by in the blink of an eye. Seems like yesterday when we moved to Hong Kong from London. We have been riding on a roller coaster ever since. Settling down in our service apartment, making new friends, waiting for the school admission, hunting for our… {Read More}
Raising children or champions?
Last Sunday I happened to be at a mini-rugby festival in Hong Kong. My elder son who has just started playing rugby was participating and we were all very excited to watch him play. This was our very first mini-rugby festival and despite the slight drizzle and the strong wind, I was surprised to see hundreds… {Read More}
Short stories written by my son
Given below are two short narratives written by my elder son who is 8 years old. Unlike our Indian education system, school books are not sent back home everyday so I happened to read these in his English draft book during our recent parent-teachers meet. My Samsung Galaxy quickly helped me capture these stories before… {Read More}
School is over for today
Its 3 o’clock and the school bell’s loud ring is followed by the giggles and laughs of little children running through the corridors and down the steps despite the ‘No Running’ and ‘Walk Only’ signs displayed. Their heads bobbing, their hair flying, their faces shining bright with glee. Some run right into their mums’ arms… {Read More}
A morning walk with my son
I have injured my toe as you might have read in my previous post, and have completely refrained from jogging this whole week. My body clock however refuses to acknowledge my toe and still insists on waking me up by 5:45 every morning! So instead of forcing myself to go back to sleep, Tuesday morning… {Read More}
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