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My life has been a journey with eleven pit stops across  four countries in a span of four decades. They are filled with memories, some bring smiles others tears.  The plans we make  for our life, are constantly challenged with roadblocks, detours and the unexpected. How we handle these is what makes life. So here’s to this thing called Life.

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Success & failures – Do they make or break us….

Success and failures are relative to the one talking about it. Both success and failures are associated with a standard set by us or others. Success is when a standard is met and failure is when it falls short.  Choosing the right set of standards to follow is important in life. Success or failure is … Continue reading

Do we know what we are eating?

As I was cleaning my kitchen shelf this morning my stored asofetida caught my attention. It had 30% maida. The package that caught my attention was the one I bought in my hometown Chennai. I was happy that finally Indian products were starting to have the ingredient list. I checked my current package which was … Continue reading

Empowering Vs Protecting 

When you have a thirteen year old going on fourteen, the question on our mind is How much do I empower? Do I just protect my child ? How much do I push? When do I hold back? This is a struggle we face almost every day, from helping them find their socks to what they do … Continue reading

The unpredictability of Life

Staying on the other side of the world and following the US elections was an interesting journey I should stay. Watching the primaries and then the conventions was an experience. What stood out for me was the day of results. Being about twelve hours ahead of Washington,  just as the day starts for us,  it … Continue reading

Now that’s my Name

Sherene Ellen Sornamalar Rajaratnam was the name lovingly decided by Dr. Rajaratnam Abel and Dr. Jolly Rajaratnam for their daughter, me. When I was four, my dad got an opportunity to study abroad, so off we went as a family and as protocol would have it, my name was added into my moms passport (those days kids did not … Continue reading