30 in 2005

This weekend I'm leaving behind the London forecast of artic winds and 2 flakes of snow for the sunnier climes of California. I'm ta...

On Sunday V and I travelled across London to the Twickenham Stoop to join a bunch of colleagues in the front row of a Harlequins versus Wasp...

It turns out that promises I make myself I rarely keep. I was going to blog about the many diwali’s last week but was too caught up in the w...

Dear Blog, Morning. MORNING. MORNING . MORNING. Point to note for www posterity: Barack Obama has won the 44th presidency of the United Stat...

Today I woke up thinking it would be a good day to be American. Or that instead of being American for the day (I won't give up my Indian...

Right. So Diwali. That will be my next post. And if I manage to get my act together then it will even have *gasp* a photograph. Note to self...

It's Diwali people! And despite a very hectic few days I am planning to celebrate properly. So 1 diya on Dhanteras (done), 11 diyas on c...

Growing up I would have gnawed off and gifted you my right arm if you had straight hair and were willing to exchange it with the curly mallu...

When we are young - and I mean teen young, early twenties young - we swing wildly between supreme confidence and crashing insecurity. Some o...

Ok, so I have been back from tropical hot and rainy Singapore for nearly a week now but not written. I have an entirely plausible excuse - s...

Right. It's high time I got my act together. So here goes: 1. Birthday things: More than two months late but with every good intention h...

I am sorry. You are in my thoughts and prayers. And I know that these are of no comfort. Especially across the oceans. I want to mark this w...

I’ve recently been given the same award by two lovely blogger ladies who have very different lives and very different blogs. In an e-mail I ...

There are 4 categories of people in my gym (and no, it’s not small, medium, large and extra-large): 1. The Everyday, All-the-timers There ar...

What do I say about my weekend in Paris that would do it justice? I’ve been to Paris only once before. Exactly 7 years ago to the month, wit...

There are genres of blog writing I cannot bear and then there is just narrow minded, self-centred, bad writing that spews forth from trawlin...

This morning I woke up late and happy. I decided to avoid the sardine can tube and took the bus to work. So ipod in ears, taking in the view...

I think it’s blatantly unfair to wait for 364 days (365 in this leap year) and then get just one day to celebrate the day of ones birth. Wit...

I happen to like my birthday . No matter that it mainly brings full circle the fact and knowledge that I am an entire year older than the pr...

15th birthday: Awesome cake: 1. Baked by my mother – the chocolatiest chocolate devils food cake. I not only got to lick the bowl and spoon ...