Memories from the land I call home
I stayed in boarding school since I was a child. Being away from home for so many years was not always easy. While the days were filled with classes, chatter, and routine, the nights often brought a quiet ache. There were many nights when I missed my parents deeply. But whenever I looked up at... Continue Reading →
I have known Sister Ferisha since my 7th or 8th grade. Back then, she was the senior nurse or maybe the head nurse at JM Hospital in Coimbatore. I’m not exactly sure of her title, but what I do remember clearly is the comfort she brought me during one of the most painful recurring experiences... Continue Reading →
It was a typical Saturday morning. The kind where you don’t expect anything out of the ordinary. But that day, we decided to clean out our garage. Rats had begun nesting there, chewing through wires and even sneaking into our vehicle. It was long overdue. So Mum, my brother, a worker, and I got down... Continue Reading →
I’ve always wanted to drive. That desire started when I was young, watching my dad drive his jeep like a pro. He was effortless behind the wheel, and I was in awe. Someday, I’ll write a post just about his driving skills. But back then, I never thought I’d be able to learn in my... Continue Reading →
Home between the hills 