March 1999. The devastating postnatal depression cloud that had lingered over my head for those months was lifting and for a few weeks before the Easter weekend, I was feeling …
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Confessions of a Merry Monk
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A note before you read this one: If you’re wondering why I’m giving so much detail about trying to feed my baby, it’s because it’s important later on in the …
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Jai was born on the 5th day of the autumnal Navratri. Navratri is a celebration of the nine nights dedicated to the Divine Mother. The 5th day is Lalitha Panchami. …
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Welcome to Season 3 of Confessions of a Merry Monk! If you’re new to this series, and would like to catch up, Season 1 begins here. I’m sorry it’s taken …
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Maanav and I honeymooned on the tropical-dream Island of Mauritius. It was idyllic except for the fact that I was still sick all the time and although there were lavish …
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On the morning of the wedding, I was up before sunrise to make it in time for my hair and makeup appointment. I’d hardly slept the night before with all …
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The next ten days flew by with daily trips to Ealing Road, Wembley (also known as ‘Little Gujarat’) in London. Ealing Road serves the high-end shopper, the penny pinchers, and …
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No matter what the consequences, I just couldn’t bring myself to take that step. After all the days Maanav and I had taken to think about it, despite the advice …
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Before we go any further with the story, I feel this would be a good time to pause and discuss some of the issues that the last couple of episodes …
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“Positive. Maanav, it’s positive.” I was in shock. My hands were trembling, holding the test out to show him. Maanav was freaking out, almost crying. It didn’t help either of …
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Before my classes had even started, I was taken ill. So ill, in fact, that I was hospitalised. I’d gone to see my GP a couple of days after arriving …
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“You stayed here last night, didn’t you.” It clearly wasn’t a question. She was in her pyjamas, on her hands and knees, glaring at me under the desk, on my …