Ur pictures have brought to life memories of my home in chennai... the coconut-tree, neem-tree, unpainted buildings in the bkgrnd and of course, ur child and her ammama... looked almost like my own daughter standing with her ammama... :-)
Umm Oviya + Nilah = Mother of Oviya + Nilah. Because in the Arab world a woman is first addressed as bint X (daughter of X) and then once she has a son (Y) she is Umm Y. I am not sexist, so don't mind surrendering my identity to my daughters.
... Is me getting nostalgic. The days in Indian Express, the days of writing things that really mattered and made a difference. Just a few bylines from those days. And then the work I did from here... for a cause, for fun. Then life takes a turn -- more responsibilities, less freewheeling... What is below is a bit of nostalgia. It is also a slice of my EGO.
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Ur pictures have brought to life memories of my home in chennai... the coconut-tree, neem-tree, unpainted buildings in the bkgrnd and of course, ur child and her ammama... looked almost like my own daughter standing with her ammama... :-)
next time i've gotta take of my house from a neighbours. missed that. but there is such charm to these old independent (albeit small) houses.
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