Saturday, March 28, 2015

Saturday Snapshot: March 28, 2015

It was my birthday last Sunday, March 22. I did not celebrate it but I did get a handful of gifts. From my mom, SILs and friends.

On Monday, it was fun to celebrate in school by taking pics and simply goofing. Exams done, so no girls around until the results come out...

Sharing a few of those photos:

Diamond Studs from Mom

Cosmetic case from SIL amongst other stuff
Suncreen and BB cream bought by me
Pearl earrings from a friend
 Posting for Saturday Snapshot, hosted by Melinda of West Metro Mommy

Saturday, March 21, 2015

Saturday Snapshot: March 21, 2015

It was an interesting March. We had lots of guests, for starters. My mom was not well for a few days. I was and still am busy with school exams.

With my College friend who lives in Arizona

Mom and my eldest SIL, who lives in Bangalore and was on a visit

Celebrating my SIL's birthday

 Was taking a staff meeting. Someone took a picure!!

Saturday, March 7, 2015

Saturday Snapshot: March 7, 2015

Last week I posted pictures of well-known landmarks of Delhi, which I visited with my Auntie and Uncle. Today I will post pictures of my Auntie, Uncle and myself front of those landmarks. I will also post pictures my mom and Auntie...

With my Auntie, Mom's youngest Sis
With Uncle

Uncle and Auntie
Mom and her youngest Sis (20 years younger)

Mom, SIL, Brother, Auntie, Uncle
Posting for Saturday Snapshot, hosted by Melinda of West Metro Mommy

Monday, March 2, 2015

Monday: Mailbox/What Am I Reading?

Mailbox Monday is a gathering place for readers to share the books that came into their house last week and explore great book blogs. Mailbox Monday can lead to envy, toppling TBR piles and humongous wish lists. It has finally found a permanent  home at Mailbox Monday with the following new administrators:

Leslie of Under My Apple Tree
Serena of Savvy Verse & Wit
Vicki of I'd Rather Be at the Beach

I received two books, thanks you the authors/publicists:

Night is the Hunter by Steven Gore

They call it pulling the trigger. Not by a killer in the night, but by a judge on the bench.

Twenty years ago, Judge Ray McMullin proved to the people of San Francisco he could pull that trigger by sentencing Israel Dominguez to death for a gangland murder. But it meant suppressing his own doubts about whether the punishment really did fit the crime.

As the execution date nears, the conscience-wracked judge confesses his unease to former homicide detective Harlan Donnally on a riverbank in far Northern California. And after immersing himself in the Norteno and Sureno gang wars that left trails of bullets and blood crisscrossing the state and in the betrayals of both cops and crooks alike, Donnally is forced to question not only whether the penalty was undeserved, but the conviction itself.

Soon those doubts and questions double back, for in the aging judge's panic, in his lapses of memory and in his confusions, Donnally begins to wonder whether he's chasing facts of the case or just phantoms of a failing mind. But there's no turning back, for the edge of night is fast closing in on Dominguez, on McMullin, and on Donnally himself.

The Pocket Wife by Susan Crawford:

Dana Catrell wakes from a drunken stupor in time to see an ambulance pull into her neighbour's house a few doors down. Celia Steinhauser has been murdered. But Dana was at her house only a few hours ago. Celia wanted to show her a photo - a photo of Dana's husband with another woman - and Dana has blank spots of what happened to the rest of the afternoon . . .

This is a thriller that makes the reader question everything. Dana, we learn, has a history of mental illness and as she descends into another manic episode, the line between what actually happened and what she has imagined becomes blurred.


Hosted by Sheila @ One Person's Journey Through a World of BooksWe discuss the books that we've read and what we're planning to read for the week.

I have read 23 novels+ 1 poetry book in Feb. Not bad, eh?

Saturday, February 28, 2015

Saturday Snapshot: Feb 28, 2015

My uncle and Auntie are on a sightseeing tour of North India. They were in Delhi for 2 days. I was their official guide here. I enjoyed the sightseeing, although I was too tired at the end of it. I am posting few pictures of the main landmarks in Delhi. 
Bahai Lotus Temple
Kutub Minar

My Aunty and Uncle
Rashtrapati Bhawan: Our President lives here
Red Fort
Humayun's Tomb
Moi in front of Humayun's Tomb
Full view of Humayun's Tomb
Posting for Saturday Snapshot, hosted by Melinda of West Metro Mommy

Saturday, February 21, 2015

Saturday Snapshot: Feb 21, 2015

Farewell to Grade 12 students, a nostalgic day......
Love you, my girls
Bless you...
All senior teachers of the school
Alone time

Saturday, February 14, 2015

Guest post: American History is not Black History by Leonce Gaiter

As taught in mainstream culture, American history propagates this nation as the womb of freedom, justice, and liberty.  There are American creation myths as exemplified by the “Founding Fathers.”  There are founding documents as revered as biblical texts for their promise of “Life, Liberty, and the pursuit of Happiness.”

That is why the argument that ‘black history is American history’ is naïve to the point of insipidity.  For most of this nation’s history, blacks were not ‘Americans.’  First, we were owned, and then we were barred from exercising the rights of citizenship.  That’s why our history puts the lie to American history’s mainstream myths.  Almost half of the delegates to the Constitutional Convention, some of whom wrote so eloquently of freedom, owned other men as slaves.  For most of its history, this country profited immensely from forcibly denying us freedom and liberty, by keeping us in chains, and from our labor as sub-citizens.  Our history puts the lie to America’s history as popularly told.

Do we want to continue to teach our children black history through a white racial frame?  That is the practical effect of stating, “black history is American history.”  It states that the majority veil should be placed on the history that we teach our children.  It states that we should forego the right that every other culture assumes—the right to teach our history from our own point-of-view, and to be the heroes of our own stories—and instead, subsume our history within the majority’s. It states that we do not have the right to express our rage at the barbarities we endured, for those are histories that the majority has little willingness to accept and examine, and for good reason: they put the lie to treasured American myths.

To pronounce that “black history is American history” says that every black child should learn that after Vernon Dahmer’s home was firebombed in Mississippi and Dahmer died from his wounds, the outraged white community worked to rebuild the Dahmer home.  It says that black children needn’t learn that in Brookhaven, Mississippi in 1955, Lamar Smith was shot dead on the courthouse lawn in broad daylight by a white man for the crime of organizing blacks to vote, and that the known killer was never indicted because, per the Southern Poverty Law Center, “no one would admit they saw a white man shoot a black man.”

To say “black history is American history” approves the endless repetition of a Martin Luther King quote like:

I refuse to accept the view that mankind is so tragically bound to the starless midnight of racism and war that the bright daybreak of peace and brotherhood can never become a reality... I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word.”

It says black children needn’t bother with another strand of King’s thinking:

“It is an unhappy truth that racism is a way of life for the vast majority of white Americans, spoken and unspoken, acknowledged and denied, subtle and sometimes not so subtle—the disease of racism permeates and poisons a whole body politic.

To insist that black history is American history says that the majority should be allowed to use our history to paint themselves in the warmest light, but that we should not be allowed to do the same.  The two are often mutually exclusive.  To understand the challenges and triumphs of the American descendants of African slaves, it is imperative to understand that almost every aspect of the might of this nation was used to cripple us.  To understand how far we’ve come, the battles we fought, the blood we shed and the triumphs and defeats we suffered, you must understand the weight of the spiked boot that was placed on our necks.  To do that, you must indict America for crimes she would rather forget.

American history is not black history, and our history is not America’s to dictate.  Until we understand that, and begin teaching our history to ourselves in ways that serve our own cultural needs instead of the majority’s, we will continue to internalize this nation’s prejudices against us, instead of arming ourselves to appropriately demonize and deflect them.


Leonce Gaiter is a prolific African American writer and proud Harvard Alum. His writing has appeared in the NYTimes, NYT Magazine, LA Times, Washington Times, and Washington Post, and he has written two novels.  His newly released novel, In the Company of Educated Men, ( is a literary thriller with socio-economic, class, and racial themes.


In the company of Educated Men




Saturday Snapshot: Feb 14, 2014

We celebrated Annual Day on Feb 12, 2015. The whole school had a festive look. 

Thursday, February 12, 2015

Booking Through Love Stories

No, no, I’m not asking if you like romances … what I want to know is what is it about stories that you love? Is it the stories themselves? The people? The plot twists?

I have been reading almost exclusively romances since September 2014. I suppose the feel good factor in the ending motivates one to keep on reading romances.

Some also have good plots going, some are about the main characters and plot twists are must to keep ones interest intact throughout.

Over the months, I have read Michelle Reid, Lynne Graham, Sarah Morgan, Susan Napier , Julia James and lot more. I find I like strong heroines and very emotonal plots. I can't stand a cruel hero. That is one reason I don't like Sara Craven.

I also like Brenda Joyce for plots, Diana Palmer for strong, responsible heroes.

Tuesday, February 10, 2015

Tuesday Intro/Teaser: Doll God by Luanne Castle for poetic book tours

Serena Agusto-Cox of Savvy Verse & Wit has started promoting poetry at POETIC BOOK TOURS. The author sent me a copy of the book for review.

it began
a mirror for good

the child's round nose
seed-pearl teeth

doubled by the bundle
she cradled in her

arms, then hung
by one of its

limbs or curved belly...

~~~Prototype, Doll God by Luanne Castle 

Title: Doll God
Author: Luanne Castle
ISBN: 978-0692334881
Publisher: Aldrich Press/2015
Pages: 86

With beautiful imagery, softness and at times gut wrenching, this debut collection of poetry touches the heart.

At times, I paused and savored the poems. There is violence, yet redemption. There is that rawness that hits the guts, yet childlike.

I liked the second poem, From Both Sides, which chipped the mountain, the mighty mountain which always stands tall....

Doll Gods are so endearing, so lovable. There is whole gamut of emotions imbued in those. The poems are reflective, mirror our inner most thoughts and have a sense of purpose...

A few poems also comment on the scientific reality of life, yet the metaphysical and spirituality is never far away...

Man made and natural objects get juxtaposed here, blended so very seamlessly....

I am a poet myself. I really enjoyed reading the collection and look forward to more of her work...