Belong

Growing up I couldn’t wait to be of an age when I would be all ‘grown-up’ and sorted. The age when my clothes were perfectly co-ordinated (think silk blouses and white pants), my hands elegant with a perfect watch & jewellery combination and just like in Sex and The City, I’d also have a cohort…

Long Layover in Fiji? Try A Thermal Mud Bath!

We’ve all been there. Sitting around an airport on the brink of tears from boredom in between flights especially if it’s a hole like LAX International or a domestic air terminal in the middle of nowhere with a broken vending machine and 3 plastic seats bolted to the floor (because they tend to disappear!). With Fiji…

Slip

“Live a little..” I mutter to myself before shoving the sloppy burger into my mouth, licking the run sauce off my wrist followed by a handful of chips. It’s 11.40pm on a Sunday night and I’m eating inside a car, parked outside in the garage. “Live a little” – I’m told a lot. By exasperated siblings,…

The Christmas Within You

It’s Christmas eve, actually early hours of the Christmas morning and I am finally sitting down with my feet soaked in a tub of hot water and a glass of rosé that I’ve taken a liking to lately. It’s cooled down considerably and there’s a breeze enough to gently sway the wind charms on Suruj‘s back verandah….

Something You Should Know Before You Go Travel The World

This tenant was supposed to move out last Monday. Having not heard from him by 3pm, I dropped by to ‘just see how he was going’. He was going alright. There was a fully loaded 2 ton truck sitting on the driveway. He asked if he could handover the keys the next day as he…

Coconutty Questions

It’s soothing to be in this space again. Actually I’ve never perceived this as a ‘space’ before. Like how you don’t realize you’ve been missing somebody till you see them again? I suppose like that I’ve never thought much about when I write on my blogs. Sitting here now in the early hours of the…

Still Alive

Amazing isn’t it, dear reader that you and I are still alive. Tired Dragging, pulling, almost plowing to get through this week? At one point, I felt as if all the air had whooshed out of me and my lungs were going to pop and splatter all over the place like pink bubblegum. I don’t…

2 Years on Where is Shyamni?

Dear Reader, I had planned a sparkling anniversary post but I must have blinked because I missed the 2-year mark for this blog in April! Time definitely flies. It seems like just last month when I was trying to come up with a name. Only after publishing my 10th post, I realized what a cliché ‘where…

False Friends

As an on-off English teacher, occasionally in a pre-intermediate class I’d hand out a “False Friends’ worksheet. False friends are words or phrases in two languages or dialects that look or sound similar but differ significantly in meaning. It usually ends up being a ridiculously fun task and it is one of the few grammar classes that sticks…

Fix

Things are not well in Suruj’s house. There seems to be a spate of broken occurrences. Cupboard doors are off their hinges. The fridge isn’t cooling properly. The 4-month old electric kettle has started to leak. The back door lock gets jammed every once in a while leaving somebody locked out. On Suruj’s husband’s TV…

5 Reasons Why A Fijian Should Go To Goa

I am sitting in a rooftop terrace garden sipping coffee. The morning breeze cool, gentle. In a distance I can see the St. Sebastian Chapel amid the swaying palms trees. Strains of Alyssa Mendonsa’s soothing Khwabon Ke Parindey fill the air followed by an Enya track. I’m sitting here drinking coffee just how I like it,…

Perspective

It was either Technical Drawing or Home Economics. I chose Technical Drawing and like most things in high school, I sucked at it. My lines were wobbly, my text never straight and my circles despite the sharp Staedtler compass set never perfect. When we were past drawing squares and circles, we came to a unit…