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So much to say.

Satish is on his way back from work. We speak to each other most of the days. Either he calls or I do. (yeah, we still call each other three or four times a day. We're mushy like that :) )

Actual conversations that happen:

Me: 'Baby-- you know what ....Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah, and then you know what happened, blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah'

Satish; 'Okay '

Me: And you know what baby,  blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah and blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah. Isn't that great ?'

Satish: Hmmm

Me: ' And I forgot to tell you, blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah and blah blah. So what do you feel?'

Satish: I don't know.

Me: (a bit indignant by now) : What do you mean you don't know? You must be feeling something right?

Satish: I really don't know.

I bet half the married people can relate to the above. Leave me a comment if …

Make a small difference. It goes a long way.

The newspaper reports that I have been reading about the waste dumping in Mandur, Karnataka really upset me. There was a front page report about how a senior citizen had died, unable to bear the stench of pollution.

So what can we do to prevent this? How can we help reduce the waste?

The thing is, generating this much of waste can easily be prevented. All of us can  put in that little bit of extra effort and sort waste at source. All of us can take responsibility for our waste. All it takes is a teeny weeny bit of change.

 Mine is an almost-zero waste household.The only waste that comes from my home is hazardous waste, that I cannot  compost at home. I also live in a community that segregates it's waste. We have a green-management team that does a splendid job on spreading awareness about waste segregation. We have red, blue and green bins, and  every single person in our residential complex  sorts out their waste at source.

I had blogged in detail about home composting. It is n…

A writer and the beanstalk.

For the first time in my life, I have actually grown beans! The picture above was clicked this morning, my first crop of beans from my terrace garden.  For the first time in my life, I am actually able to comprehend how hard it must be for the farmers, who depend on this to make a living.

I had sown the seeds about 3 months back, without thinking much about it. In fact, I didn't even sow them in a separate pot, but just buried them in a pot which had a curry-leaf plant, and some I buried in other pots which had decorative palms. To my surprise they flourished. They are creepers and  so I began looking for sticks  to give them some kind of a support. Finally I  ended up using PVC pipes  which Satish bought from the local hardware store. I made a little bridge from the pot to the railing on the balcony so that the beans would climb it and reach the railings.

They were like disobedient children. They wanted the easy way out and each morning when I woke up they would have wound thems…

A lovely letter I got.

Hi there,

Where do the weeks vanish? Is there a little time gobbling monster that sits on the edges of life and gobbles up time, when you are not watching?

I can't believe that it is two weeks since I wrote in this blog. I don't think i have ever had such long silences in the past, except when I was moving homes, across countries. So the resolution now is to post at least once a week.

At my end, what has been keeping me busy is my new book! Yes, I am working on it and it would be out later this year. That is all the details that I can reveal right now. I am really excited about it! :)

Other than that, if you miss me too much here, you can catch me every  Saturday on Financial Chronicle. I write a regular column there called Sex and the city. It is on relationships, love, lust and everything connected to that. I post my columns and online links on my FB page. and all the columns are in this album.

Every now and then, I get such lovely emails and messages from my readers---and…

Things that a garden taught me.

On world environment day, I thought it would be apt to do a post on my garden.

Gardening is something that has life lessons for all of us! Till I started gardening myself, I would have never thought that it could be extremely therapeutic, calming and so very rewarding.

We shifted homes about three months ago. From a stand-alone home with a backyard garden (which I was not much involved in) , I shifted to a large penthouse on the 14th floor with extremely large terraces and balconies. In my earlier home, the soil was clayey. If it rained it would become squishy. Nothing much really grew there as the quality of soil was terrible and after a few attempts, I gave up trying to garden. I left it to the gardener who would come and flood the garden in the name of watering the lawn. He did not even remove the weeds. He even managed to kill a few of my potted plants too, despite repeated reprimands. The only reason why I let him continue was sheer apathy to look for another gardener (as this w…