It would start with me sitting on the kitchen counter. Baba got out a large steel pan and added the dry ingredients. I distinctly remember the box of Carnation dry milk and how it smelled and how it felt like very fine sand. This was how we started our day making golab jamun, a dessert…
Tag: family history
Kiss Me, I’m American
When I was in high school, I made a button to wear that said, “Kiss Me, I’m American.” It was around the 4th of July and I thought it was pretty clever. A fellow Indian teenager asked why I was wearing it because I was so clearly Indian. But, what does “American” mean and why…
Family Roots from One Seedling
When I first saw this picture, my initial thought was, “Wow. It looks just like Rishi.” Rishi is my baby brother. Well, not so much a baby anymore but that is a story for another time. The next thought in my mind was not just one thought but a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. The…



