30 May
2012
29 May
2012
Run… but no Starbucks :-(
10K run with my brother in Kolkata. What with both of us monitoring our run – me in miles and he in kilometers, most of the run was spent revising the tables of 16 (with all that continuous multiplication and division by 1.6) 🙂 No Starbucks for me today 🙁 — at Kolkata.
29 May
2012
Run with my brother…
28 May
2012
The girls are different!
After the rather comfortable trip in the biggest commercial airplane, this is what the girls said…
Tasha (14): “I feel guilty traveling like this at my age”
Niki (8): “I think they should have a third TV in each seat. BTW, now onwards only Emirates for me”
Sharmila: “I am NOT traveling coach class to India”
At that point, I went back to responding to my office emails. I realized I need my job 🙂 My comment? Internet on international flights please!!! I have some emails to upload! 🙂
28 May
2012
And we have a normal bar too!
27 May
2012
We have our own minibar!!
27 May
2012
A380!!
First time I am seeing the A380s. They are humongous!!! Two of them facing each other – Emirates and Singapore Airlines. — at JFK terminal 4.
27 May
2012
New York!
26 May
2012
Girls’ performance
At Woodruff Arts for Nikita’s Indian dance performance. She made me really proud. I don’t help in this part of her life but I am so happy that Sharmila does the running around so Niki can still keep some connection with Indian culture.
If you are around, I should be easy to spot. Of all the formally dressed people streaming in for the Symphony at 8, I am the one sitting in shorts and beach shirt with red wine 🙂 — at Alliance Theatre.
24 May
2012
Starting vacation
Okay, shut down my iPad. Officially on vacation. So looking forward to the trip to India to see my parents (I am always afraid this will be the last time I will see both of them). I have lined up about half a dozen folks from my past that I will be meeting after 30 or so years. Also looking forward to the long quiet runs with my brother, daily trips to a local place for wine with Sharmila without (unapproving) parents knowing about it, playing cricket with all the cousins of my kids, making all my relatives uncomfortable by walking around in shorts (I pack only shorts to India) but above all meeting my 96 year old great aunt after 20 years (without whose generosity, my grandmom would have no place to go to when she lost my grand dad; my dad was 2).