I never really understood what it meant when people talked about ‘the first year’. And even though I’d been through it earlier, when my mo...
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Showing posts with label Dad. Show all posts
It’s 9 am and the reminder notifications beep on my phone and laptop. “Recharge Daddy’s phone numbers.” I decide to recharge the Jio numbe...
Happy Birthday in advance to the love of my life, my favourite person, the most fun guy ever, my Poppy... In other words... Simply the b...
Last Monday, my father fractured his left shoulder bone. This was the second time in 3 months. The first time it was his right shoulder ...
Sometimes the days and months click on by too slowly for you to notice. Then one day someone asks you a question - How long has it been sinc...
Yesterday while visiting my folks, I opened the cupboard in my old room and found all these boxes filled with photo albums. They were mostly...
I actually started writing this post on my father's birthday (Sept 7), but I just got around to posting it (Sept 10)! I read because ...
Now that I'm happy, I can't seem to write anymore. Somebody please go on and break my heart already! Till then here's the man wi...
*With due apologies to Alan Sillitoe I used to be quite a sickly child and was always in and out of the hospital. During these times, my Dad...
I just came across something I had written years ago. I had meant to finish it of course, but never got around to it. Anyway here it is… Use...
Grandpa, circa 1945 Grandpa on the left, blessing Dad on his wedding day - November 26, 1968 Dad and my Granny, 26/11/1968 Wedding Party, 26...
Here is Part Three of my Grandpa series. (In case you've missed the earlier two, here are Part One and Part Two ) Sometime in 1953, Gr...
Baby come back, any kind of fool could see There was something in everything about you Baby come back, you can blame it all on me I was wron...
First off, thanks to everyone who left comments on Dad's post. Blogging is a new and exciting world to him and he is enjoying every minu...
My parents are visting me and I showed Dad the blog posts I did about Grandpa ( Here and here ). He is very intrigued by this whole "b...
A couple of weeks back, I started to write about my paternal grandfather in an attempt to piece together his life from the bits of informati...
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