Ode to My Parents

Collection of microblog posts on my parents
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Ode to My Parents

Sep 24

I love coffee. Knowing this, my mother rushes to make me a cuppa early morning. Unbeknownst to her, she makes the world's worst coffee--enough to give me a CTD (Coffee Traumatic Disorder). But then she stands with glittering eyes and triumphant smile--I succumb and drink that potion of love...

Oct 9

What do I miss most? A kitchen of my own and cooking. I haven't cooked a meal in 3 mnths. Instead, I practice the art of subtly influencing the cook. My mom has no clue that she uses more ginger and less chillies, her stock of mung dal empties sooner than before, and that she uses more indigenous grains in her recipes:) And thankfully she is enjoying the new flavors:) Welcome to my world of cooking by proxy!

Oct 12

My genie left for coimbatore this morn. My dad=My genie. Why? Becoz everyday when I return from work, my bottle of water is filled, a fruit is kept on my desk & every now and then he triumphantly declares I had ur clothes washed (to my embarrassment). A shoe with a broken sole--fixed next day. A loud wish "I want to..." fulfilled next day. So much so that I once said teasingly, "I think it is time for me to buy a car" to have the joy of watching him frenzily look through the car sale ads! A man whom I call "fOther" instead of "fAther"-a freudian slip that says I receive "mother" through him. This morn my gentle genie went to cbe and I am left desolate...

Nov 10

Sometimes it is magical to discover your mother as a woman and a cool friend--to find empathy, validation, support and fun with her...

Dec 5

I promise to shop this week....when I say shopping I mean: milk, veggies, fruits, bread, snacks...I promise to broom and mop. I promise to do laundry. Mom and Dad, time for you return and take charge. You have spoilt me and I have forgotten how to take care of simple things anymore!