My Jeans

Yesterday after Akshna took shower, I was putting cream on her and she was her usual chirpy way. She looked at my jeans and said, “Papa I like your jeans. When I grow up, can I keep your jeans?”. I looked at her and she seemed semi-serious and I imagined the time when she’s grown up and looks back at her childhood fondly. Looking at the keepsakes from her childhood, she remembers the happy and fun memories and feels good about them.

*love brimming over*


Slipper Wars

A couple of weekends ago during our usual masti time, Avi and/or Akshna hid my slippers. This happens most of the time as they come into the room and while I’m distracted talking to them or something, they sneak out with my slippers and hide them. I only come to realize later on when I get off the bed.

So that weekend when they did that, I found their slippers lying around while doing masti with them. I took that opportunity and hid their slippers. I told them that I would give them theirs if they give me mine. Obviously when Tina found out about all this, she wasn’t very happy :).

This went on for a couple of days and we had to make do with either walking barefoot or using backup slippers. But eventually I found one and then we exchanged the slippers, quid pro quo.

I’d say that Avi’s hiding places have become more sophisticated and usually I don’t even try to find them. So now, there’s a chance that that slipper wars would get escalated every time they start. It’s getting to be a lot of fun. 🙂

You too!

When Akshna was leaving for school, I gave her a hug and a kiss and told her, “Have fun, be a good girl”. She replied, “You too” and burst out laughing. She couldn’t stop laughing when telling Tina, “Mamma, I told papa to be a good girl”.


So I bought a few Netflix stocks. I thought later on I’d write about the epiphany I had about how the future is of streaming services that let you select what you want to watch and pay for. And how the traditional tv stations will either follow the same model or go extinct.

Today the stock tanked about 10% 🤓.  Some analyst raised some concerns about its memberships. Guess it was just waiting for me to get in.


I recently started listening to the StoryCorps podcast. Some of them are really touching and some heartwarming, or both. Just wanted to share the most recent one, related to holiday season:

It got me thinking about how I want to be remembered by my family. I write in this blog, I have some letters which I wrote to Tina back when we were in school, college, I have another work related blog, facebook, twitter and instagram posts, and then there are the numerous discussions and conversations I have had with Tina, the kids, my family in India and friends and colleagues. That’s my personal legacy. That’s my circle of people who have interacted with me, influenced me and I have influenced. How would they remember me if I were gone tomorrow?

How about this: All I want my legacy to be is a StoryCorps conversation between Tina and the kids, where they talk about good and bad times we had, and reminisce the times we spent together. And hopefully they have a smile on their face when they do that.


Facebook as a social media platform is becoming irrelevant to me. I don’t login very often, but once in a while when I do, I feel sorry that I did. All I see is people shouting their opinions in each other’s face. I feel that it amplifies the extreme positions and intolerance. Not much room for posting family pictures and things happening in your life. Not much room for me.

Small science

Recently, Avi and Akshna got some balloons. And recently having learned that if they rub them on the hair, they get some static charge and can be stuck to walls, they got all the balloons to stick to one of the walls.

I asked Akshna to do an experiment. Since one of the balloons had just enough helium left to float mid way in the air, I asked her to cut some of the thread and see what happens. When I got back home last evening, she said she had done it. I asked her what happened, and she said it went up a little bit. I asked her why would that balloon go up. And she correctly theorized that it’s because the balloon got a little lighter.

I told her she was a scientist now, and she laughed and got all silly.