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Stolen from my favourite movie, I am the girl on the bridge. Some of us cross the bridge to the other side, some stay on the same side of it all our lives. Some of us teeter on the edge. Some of us jump. It takes all those girls.

I am not the girl on the fence. I am the girl on the bridge.

Who me?: me, my husband and our kids Veeru and Basanti. Our bacchas? They meow to communicate. If you think those are ridiculous names you should hear their real ones. No I won’t tell you. Ack….Get away stalker!

4 Comments leave one →
  1. January 16, 2009 5:48 am

    Beautiful. It does take all those girls, innit?

  2. Anuradha permalink
    March 17, 2010 9:26 am

    Just thought I would drop in a mail to say that I love your style of writing. your topics are real, relatable (if there is such a word!) and remind me of a time that I studied literature and words were magical, powerful and beautiful.

    Look forward to reading more!

  3. June 8, 2010 4:55 am

    love your blog and the humour in your writing. came over from mad momma’s blog. nice about page too 🙂


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