When blessings come in bundles… Part-2

The week before I leave to auntie S, my brother got very busy at work. Let’s say androids take on Siri was acting up. My brother likes android, and I like apple. Therefore, weeks ago when the new I phone 5S/C were released, he was making fun of apple. Now that Siri’s contemporary is acting up, I got a chance to avenge apple. The only problem was my brother has to work extra hard to fix it, and our road-trip plan to auntie S was hanging in the air. He thought we could probably make it by Sunday if not Saturday. (more…)


When blessings come in bundles…Part-1

I have been posting very infrequently recently. I am sorry because I should have given heads up. 😳 However, a lot of unforeseen things came up. If you were wondering what happened to me, let me first tell you I am fine and “D” is doing fine too. Furthermore, it has nothing to do with Dusshara (an Indian festival). It is just that a lot of things happened so quickly that I could not keep up with writing. Plans were changing by minute, and so I did not know which one to write about. Now that I know what I am doing I can tell you what happened. I still have a lot going on but decided that I will make smaller posts and keep you entertained. 😆 (more…)

Rakhi Sting-Part 1

NOTE:If you do not know what Rakhi actually is, you can find it in one of my previous posts here or on the Madh-Mama Blog. I think she did a good job on her post on Rakhi. Also, if you are one of those people who cannot take any criticism of the west, sorry but this post is not for you.

Rakhi was this week, and I missed my brother like crazy. I want to write about brother and sister relationships, and its importance in Indian society.  I wanted to write this post because I came across a post on Rakhi on one of the blogs I read. (more…)

The big move

I have lived in this small town since I came to USA. This is the town where I went to college, experienced the worst times of my life, found “D,” and I call it home. Many Indian students who come to our university do not like this town because there is nothing to do for fun. My case is different, I got used to the silence and simplicity.  I feel pretty safe here, and I love that it is calm. People are friendly and courteous. The last time I was in NYC or Texas it seemed like every one was in a rush. Texas was getting close to India in respect to not following the traffic rules. I was so annoyed when a person decided to reverse and do a U turn,  stopping traffic on either side. Everyone in NYC has a serious look on the face, and no one ever smiles at you. I know people there are very busy. I am also not a fun loving person. I feel uncomfortable with loud noises and am anxious in a night club. I would rather go somewhere close to nature.  I love the sound of a waterfall and the serenity of nature. Yeah, that is me “boring”, but I enjoy that. (more…)

67 years of Independence

I thought for a while about what I should blog about for Independence Day. I considered many topics, but I wasn’t feeling any of them. Finally, I decided to give up and not make a special post for Independence Day. After I made some regular posts for the next two days, I was watching some videos on youtube. Then, I got an idea. I found a topic I wanted to write about on the occasion of India’s 67th year of freedom celebration. I know it is late, but better late than never. The topic is “language and self image”. This is a complex subject, and I will try my best to simplify so my readers can easily navigate through this post. (more…)

Every coin has a flip side- Part 3


The tourist places have high prices everywhere. I remember D once told me that he paid $5 for 1/2 a gallon of milk in Las Vegas, (that was over 10 years ago too). I once bought a dress from kohls for $3 in my small town. The same dress in NYC was $20. D told me that they took a RV on vacations to avoid staying in the high priced hotels in tourist areas.

Why then tourist = super rich attitude in India? I think this arises from the difference in culture. Indians think only rich people travel around the world. An ordinary middle class Indian will never even dream about visiting Nepal, forget about UK or some other country. In Indian culture, parents are responsible for saving money and passing it on to the kids. (more…)

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