Want to get chana?

We would have had just finished our lunch boxes. I don’t remember clearly now, but the chana cost either rupees ten or rupees two. Probably ten. Our lunch boxes were the same throughout school life, but this school had a great attraction after the lunch, the chana seller outside the school gates. I have had … Continue reading Want to get chana?


Inside the mind of a mum

who has dropped off her precious toddler at the play-school. This little guy has been with me a while now. And with me, I mean that him and me have been inseparable the past few years. This inseparable-ness was borne out of necessity as we were breastfeeding and I was at home always. So now … Continue reading Inside the mind of a mum