You write very well, this is obvious. But when you write about grief or about your mother, it hits hard and goes within. I couldn’t stop reading. I couldn’t stop crying. Beautiful.
With my mother passing away, I sometimes struggle with grief. Reading this allows me to cope ...better. I felt the same when I went to Hyderabad last month, tough to put it in words. But lets catch since you are back in Madrid, speak soon.
I had to hold back a tear or two. Grief hits so randomly.
Yes. It does
I stopped going to Bombay after my parents died. The city no longer meant anything to me.
Then it hit me. It was hardly ever the city in the first place. It had been my parents all along.
Hugs.
You write very well, this is obvious. But when you write about grief or about your mother, it hits hard and goes within. I couldn’t stop reading. I couldn’t stop crying. Beautiful.
Thank you
So beautifully written, so moving, so true!
wonderfully written
Thank you!
With my mother passing away, I sometimes struggle with grief. Reading this allows me to cope ...better. I felt the same when I went to Hyderabad last month, tough to put it in words. But lets catch since you are back in Madrid, speak soon.
🙏🏽❤️
Beautiful. There's also this saying isn't it, Chairavati Chairavati. Sanskrit I think, to keep moving.
Loved your session with Shashi Tharoor and the Ikigai writer. I watched online from Lucknow.
Yes. There is solace in the idea: chairavatie
Oh man, what a gut punch of an essay.
What a wonderful text Pallavi! Que bien contado
Gracias
Beautiful article Pallavi, thank you! I sense that, grief not wthstanidng, you enjoyed the literary fair