http://www.radhikanair.com thought helicopters never crash, they fly, making a lot of noise and attracting curiosity. Mon, 23 Mar 2009 19:05:35 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en i never forgot this journal, like i would never forget an old friend. priorities changed, that's all. the fibromyalgia is worse, stubborn as ever. my toddler keeps me busy all day - except for the two hours that i force him to sleep every afternoon. it is the only time i ... http://www.radhikanair.com/20090323/the-big-picture/  and guess who enjoyed the most :-) http://www.radhikanair.com/20090202/back-from-sunny-india/ the past month was eventful. it took over two weeks for the family to recover from a silly winter flu. the phd workshops began, once a week, six of them in all. the penguin book, with my story in it, was launched this week. on the bbc asian network, i ... http://www.radhikanair.com/20081211/just-pretend/ athri last month, learning to smile 'on-demand' happy birthday, athri kutti! of all the days in 2008, you, your father, and i have picked today to be ill with flu. but just you bounce back to your cheeky-monkey-self; we'll get better too, and then we'll all have a very very aappy budday. ... http://www.radhikanair.com/20081119/two/ brian schofield is reminded of an episode when his friend kate summerfield won the samuel johnson award for non-fiction. he doesn't mention this in the entire length of his article, but going by the picture that goes with it, maybe that is what he means. well, whatever. why i am putting ... http://www.radhikanair.com/20081114/the-best-instruction/ with my phd proposal  - round two - handed in for the registration process, i was told that i was the only one of the six that made it that day. the others would be given two weeks to rework and resubmit for another screening. i don't need to say ... http://www.radhikanair.com/20081111/the-journey-is-what-matters-not-the-destination/ dear aravind adiga an ostrich was whisked away from its homeland when it was very young. abroad, it was taught many rich things of wonder and beauty. it came back home one day after many years, very posh, bisleri in hand. when its shiny feathers were ruffled by some red dust ... http://www.radhikanair.com/20081031/an-open-letter-to-aravind-adiga/ mrs singh and mrs sood were the best of friends. both originated from north india; one, from a turban-wearing sardarji community, the other a non-turban wearing punjabi community. mrs singh was simple, they had four children: g-p-s (that's what he was known as), the bubbly, boastful pinky, and twins the names ... http://www.radhikanair.com/20081023/ekda-kaay-jhala-once-upon-a-time/ autumn. it must be the autumn...children like to sleep longer during this time you know. i didn't know. i see, i said. maybe that's right, suddenly realising that my friend had given me a possible explanation for athri's odd behaviour since the past seven days. sleeptime is struggletime, every afternoon and night. and ... http://www.radhikanair.com/20081021/london-beware-toddler-on-the-pgrowl/ it's finally out of my hands now. my proposal for the creative writing phd. submitted it yesterday and now i have at least two months before i know the result. in or out, the novel-writing process, which began as an also-needed part of the phd proposal, has started too, and looks ... http://www.radhikanair.com/20080926/a-world-of-uncertainties-some-nominees/