Diwali2014

नमस्ते! Namaste!

Another year went by in a jiffy. We want to reflect on the past year by being grateful and thankful to everything we have – truly a beautiful life; having each other for better or worse (married 15 years!), two wonderful kids who are growing up fast, and family and friends who give us love and support but also keep us on the straight and narrow.

We did our fair share of traveling this year. In a fit of weakness on Swati’s 4th birthday, we had promised her a pet when she turned 12, which seemed very far away at the time. But Swati remembered for 8 years, so we went to Hawaii for her 12th birthday to bribe our way out of that promise. Agastya, Swati, and Ashish tried surfing, with moderate success but enormous fun.

In the summer, we went to India for four weeks. It was hot and humid, but we absolutely loved spending time with parents, meeting family and friends, trekking in the Himalayas (which involved getting drenched in monsoon rains and having dozens of leeches all over our hands and feet), and watching kids play cricket. And since we never go to India in the summers, this was the first time in 20 years that we ate mangoes and jamun worth their name.

During the tail end of summer we visited New England, where we biked the postcard-perfect carriage roads in Acadia and hiked the ocean bed at Fundy National Park during their famous 50ft low tide. It was a laid back trip, a perfect way to recharge for the new school year.

This has been a year of change for Ashish as he quit his part-time Twitter position. He was also invited to a White House conference to present his work on the crowdsourced democracy project. Ashish and his students have also been involved in conducting participatory budgeting trials at various cities using their platform.

Agastya did his first theatrical performance in Jungle book and landed in the competitive soccer team and is also doing well in Tennis and Maths. He loves playing pool with his dad, and spends too much time on the ipad.

Swati scored a double whammy this year by being the state winner of the letter about literature and also winning honorary prize at Synopsys Science fair. She is continuing with her passion for theater and is doing Playhouse shows at Children’s Theater. And for those of you who are worried about teenage years, all the horror stories are true!

Ruchi is in a soul-searching mode. We will report what she finds next year!

दीपावली की बहुत बहुत शुभकामनाएं सहित| -

Ruchi, Ashish, Swati & Agastya, October 2014

15 years of togetherness

You were born together, and together you shall be forevermore - By Kahlil Gibran

Amazing Women - Second Story

Hello All,

This is the collection of short stories dedicated to the women whose lives have influenced me in one way or another. Their stories are not very trans-formative but they do teach us something about life and its journey. And how these women found happiness and hope in their darkest hour. As a disclaimer, this is my interpretation of their feelings through conversations and by being an observer.

"M" - Her name literally means "fish". In Hindu mythology it is also one of the synonyms of "Parvati" who is Shiv's wife.

Life is a Journey

I met "M" during my first year undergrad in India. It was hard to miss her - she had the prettiest face, with curly hair, spotless complexion, and rosy pink lips. And on top of that she has such a sweet voice and personality that no wonder half of the guys in the college had a major crush on her.

She and I had different personalities. She was raised in lot of restrictions and constant being reminded about the boundaries that the girls had to follow. I was raised with no boundaries. She was sophisticated and I was a tom boy. She had folks who would take care of her and I was on my own.

To be continued.

Amazing Women - First Story

Hello All,

This is the collection of short stories dedicated to the women whose lives have influenced me in one way or another. Their stories are not very trans-formative but they do teach us something about life and its journey. And how these women found happiness and hope in their darkest hour. As a disclaimer, this is my interpretation of their feelings through conversations and by being an observer.

"S" - Her name is "Synonym of Saraswati who embodies wisdom and knowledge"

This is "S" story in her words. I met "S" in 2011 when I first heard her sing in Diwali function at work. She sang 'Bole Re Pipuha". She has this sweet melodious voice - a real pleasure to the ears. I reached out to her to see if she can teach some basics to my daughter who is also fond of singing. This is her story and her struggle with cancer.

Life is Beautiful

It was a sunny Wednesday morning in August 2012 and I was in a meeting at work when I received a call from the doctor who had done my biopsy. "You have breast cancer the next year is going to be tough".

I was young, had just turned 35, leading the quintessential American dream with a wonderful husband, a beautiful 7 year old daughter and an energetic 4 year old son, a house and good jobs. I could not believe what she was saying and just burst out crying. The next few days were a blur as I was still wrapping my head around the news. There were a series of tests that needed to be done that would determine my treatment plan. I just followed the flow and we came to a decision where I needed to have 6 months of chemotherapy, followed by surgery, radiation, a year's worth of Herceptin and hormone therapy.

I thought I started my treatment bravely but was still in a state of denial for a long period. After about 3 chemotherapy sessions, I started losing my long silky, hair accompanied with a sore mouth, metallic taste, loss of appetite, sleepless nights and mood swings. The doctors prepare you for all this but it strikes hard when it actually happens.

About halfway into the chemotherapy sessions, I started having hallucinations and went into severe depression. There was a point at which my family was more worried about my mental health than the physical aspect. There were days together where I would just lie in the bed, too depressed and weak to even get up. I did not feel like talking to anyone. One day my husband told me "Do you realize, you haven't hugged or kissed the kids since two months?" I was devoid of all feelings and somehow detached myself from everything feeling hopeless. But my husband, my kids, my parents, my in-laws, my relatives, everybody constantly kept reminding me that this was just a phase and I told myself the same though it was practically hard for me to believe it.

I hated to look at myself in the mirror with no hair, eyebrows or eyelashes but my husband would tell me every day how beautiful I was. He was there for each and every appointment. He was my guiding light! I could see the pain in my parents' eyes that used to put a brave face on for me, working tirelessly to keep me happy and taking care of my kids. I would in turn put a brave face on in front of my kids who just knew mommy was too sick. They would tell me that I would be better soon and I derived my encouragement only from them.

I was so happy when the chemotherapy came to an end. I was given a little break before my surgery. I opted for prophylactic mastectomy with reconstruction. My in laws were there to support me through this phase and radiation. They were a constant source of inspiration and support throughout my treatment.

The physical and emotional pain of losing my body parts was pretty intense but I was almost out of depression. I could see light at the end of the tunnel. Radiation came with its own baggage, my skin was peeling because of the burns but I took it in my stride since I was mentally much stronger. Days, months and finally a year passed and it was the final day of Herceptin. I could not believe I had done it! We celebrated by taking a mini vacation to the Niagara Falls and having a little family get together. I am now enjoying life with a renewed sense of purpose. As cliché as it might sound, I embrace every new day with full vigor and enthusiasm. I am looking forward to a long life filled with happiness with my family and friends.

Agastya's Funny Conversations with Nanoo

My mom/dad is visiting from India and staying with me for a month. Agastya loves playing chess with his Nanoo and has sometimes very interesting conversations with him. Agastya decided that nani ki beti hoon and nanoo ka main friend hoon. I am trying to capture some here.