My Eyes Saw the Ocean
The rain came down with torrential force that was typical of that time of year in India. My grandparents looked at me and said you
Grandfather: A Man with Simple Vices
If he were alive today, InduDada would be over 100 years old. He was a man who understood the value of family. Everything that
Rose in my Grandmother’s hair
She had a sparkle in her eye, She had an infectious laugh, She wore Roses in her hair, Always encouraging all her daughters to do
Holiday Recipe
Joy, no measurements Laughter, no measurements Love, no measurements Humor to bring out the Laughter Love to bring out the Joy, Take each individual in
My Grandmother’s Talent
Wealth never mattered, Color never mattered, Age never mattered, Relation never mattered, When you walked into my Grandmother’s, ChandaBa, home, all that mattered was YOU.