Category: Yog

  • What happens when Mom is absent on school days? Do Daddies have the evolutionary skills needed to take over for a few days?

  • Yog and me took a few long Metro rides in Delhi recently. Somewhere during one such ride, there was an announcement on the intercom, warning men not to enter the Ladies Coach. Yog wanted to know, “Mama, why is there a ladies coach in the train?” “If any lady who is travelling alone, without any…

  • I came across a post warning parents against sharing stories about their children on the internet. The post suggested that while parents find sharing updates about their children cute and funny, such posts might become a cause of embarrassment for their children in their later years. Since I blog about Yog all the time, this…

  • Thanks to music practice at school, Yog has been the humming the song “Papa Kehte Hain” for weeks now. Yog’s knowledge of Hindi is developing and my knowledge of Music has been and always will be limited. Both of us are aware of each others limitations so we try and provide more details to each…

  • Yog is about to celebrate his birthday this month. I was feeling all mushy about it when I realized, he is just a few years short of having his own cell phone and his own social media accounts. It then struck me that for the first time in his life, he will realize that not…

  • Science Revision with Yog goes something like this: Example of Sedimentation When we make Pakoras in the house, after some time, small pieces of Pakoras settle down in the oil. This is called Sedimentation Example of Decantation After the small pieces of pakora have settled down, we pour out the oil. This is called Decantation…

  • We are off to an impromptu drive in the glistening night Yog: Mama, sit with me in the car Pavan: No. Mummy will sit with me Yog: No, I asked Mama first Pavan: But I already booked Mummy even before you were born Yog (asking me sheepishly): You had Love Wedding Mama? Me: Yes, we…

  •   Door signs become an important part of defining ourselves as we create our own space in life. Since some years now, Toyna has been hanging notes outside her room door. These signs often reflect her state of thought, action and mind. Sometimes the signs state rules of how to behave in her room and…

  • As seen from the eyes of an 8 year old child. As written from the heart of a Mom who thanks God each day for all the love she has received.    My first hug, my first kiss, my first love letter Will always be for my Mom   When I am angry beyond argument…

  • Yog works endless hours under the hot sun in our little home garden with his Dad. He shovels, digs, moves rocks, pulls weeds/roots, prunes trees and works with all kinds of pests with ease. His legs and arms are strained, knees are black and fingers are scraped. Overall, he is a happy boy. We sit…