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The song of a single mom: The Colour Pink
Ik likes the colour pink. Now I know that in today’s gender sensitive world, where real men also sometimes wear pink and not just the metrosexuals and men who like other men, it is not necessarily a bad thing. But … Continue reading
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Me, Mine.
Ik was, meanwhile growing up without a father. I don’t know if it is my imagination, but he has matured way beyond his years in the past few months. He has never asked for his dad, except one day when … Continue reading
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The Song of a Single Mom: A Date with Dating
“Handsome 27 year old, senior IT professional, IIT, IIM, father senior government officer, seeks beautiful slim English medium preferably working girl. Upamanyu gotra.” I got this textbook case of an anachronistic text (also known in these parts of the world … Continue reading
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Tagged breakdown of marriage, bringing up child, conservative society, dating, delhi, divorce, family, honour killing, madonna, matrimonial websites, second Marriage, single mom, single mother, society, starting over
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The Song of a Single Mom: Being Taken Care of……
The tiny man at the gas agency who dashed my hopes of getting a gas connection but had his fill of looking at my breasts was wrong. The doomsday picture he had painted of India going through a major gas … Continue reading
The Song of a Single Mom: The Job Search
I woke up one morning hyperventilating about my job. In the midst of all the stress of the shifting and the tension of the settling down, I had forgotten that I was without a job for so many months. No, … Continue reading
The Song of a Single Mom: Memories….
There are some things you want to remember forever. Consciously. Or sub consciously. Like when a child gazes up at his mother and imprints her face into his little brain. Experiencing unadulterated, unconditional love perhaps for the only time in … Continue reading
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The Song of a Single Mom: Balancing Out
The next few days were spent mostly into getting into the rhythm of things here. These were the first couple of days I got where I finally managed to look around the place. This stretch of road, which starts at … Continue reading
The Song of a Single Mom: Putting the pieces together….
Today was relatively calmer. It started off with Ik going to school. However did get the initial scare when it was 8.05 and the van still hadn’t arrived. While I have advocated the use of a van, but still, are … Continue reading
The Song of a Single Mom: baby steps ahead…
Next stop MTNL. I had decided on a MTNL landline and internet connection. An MTNL bill comes in handy for a lot of purposes. And none of its competitors had any significant price advantage over it. I took a rickshaw … Continue reading
The Song of a Single Mom: A new start….
The first Monday. The beginning of the week. Everything would need to start from today, including Ik going to school for the first time in the van. The Van wallah had said he would be in at 8 to pick … Continue reading
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