Would you light up my life In many glowing facets? Would you turn bits of my days To gold? Or would being with you show me The holes in the fabric of my existence, The black doubts That riddle my mind? Would I shine Or would I feel the shadows When I’m with you?

A wanted to take K1 and K2 to play, and so we went to

Letter to my cousin, Guru:

Discussions about hardship and privilege (of the financial kind) remind me of the story about poverty, written by one little girl from a well-to-do family. “Everyone in the family was poor. The father was poor. The mother was poor. The children were poor. The butler was poor. The maid was poor. The gardener was poor.” It took me quite a while to realize, coming from India, that a family could be dirt poor in the US while owning a car, a TV set, and a phone. These material possessions spell prosperity in India.

My nephew (cousin’s son), Rakesh Raghunathan, is a very versatile person; he is, amongst other things, the “sutradhar” for “SuttralAm suvaikkalAm”, a show that travels through Tamil Nadu, showcasing the different cuisines.