Genes

Genes

Everywhere I go, if ever I meet one of my mother’s friends, I get the same thing. It’s usually some kind of derivative of “Wow! Do you ever look like your mom!” or “You’re just like a little Donna!” or “The resemblance is uncanny”. It’s never bothered me – I have grown used to it … Continue reading

Muted

Muted

When I was 5, I could speak 5 different languages. A Gujarati mother, Marathi father, and South-Indian neighbours whom I grew up around, on top of Hindi and English being spoken at school, turned me into quite the little polyglot. My parents used to have to bribe me to stop talking for even a minute, … Continue reading