This is where I share the wisdom that a granny, as an elder of the tribe, accumulates in her journey through life. The reach of my mind is wide, and sometimes even a little deep. Sometimes, like Whitman, I contradict myself. Sometimes I fall on my face. Why not do it in public? Thursday, April 23, 2009. I would rather be ashes than dust! I still miss her every single day. Friday, June 20, 2008.

I can do this anywhere. I love when my mom sends me New York Times articles about mommy bloggers. Capped off with a glass of Chardonnay. From my iPhone, abuser of spelling and grammar.

Friday, August 27, 2010. What do those numbers mean? 3 Funerals for girls within. 10 months who were only. The two suicides were of girls 14 13. What can be done? Deep .

The adventures of a young american sikh girl at Miri Piri Academy in India! Amritsar, Punjab, India. I go to Miri Piri Academy and I love it. but all the challenges I face here help me work through all me crap and at the end of the year I look back and am so gratefull for all the experiences I had. I look forward to any experience that will teach me something and help bring me closer to fulfilling me destiny here on this earth.

With you as my witness for accountability, I have now made the decision, and my Leap launches materially in ten days.

This is one wild ride that I have been on the last year. I had been mulling the idea over for some time and had come to the conclusion that I was no longer happy being an addict to the tobacco monster. And thanked him through her for helping me. She stated great to hear that! Thanks for visiting my blog.