Becky Blab

Am I meddling in mediocrity, or striving for what I really want to be? Am I meandering, or steadily treading the path? Am I turning down the good life for one which is great, or am I simply settling for less? America, a land of bounty and wasted possibility. India, a barren wasteland but filled [...]

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My sister-in-law (bhabhi) is seven months pregnant and has been hospitalized. She had been given bed-rest last pregnancy, but she was able to stay at home. Either she didn’t rest enough this time at home, or the situation is worse. Regardless, I’m reminded of Ricki Lake’s film “The Business of Being Born” and wanted to [...]

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[youtube vdEnxNog56E] With the growth of Indian cities, people are out at all unnatural hours. But this song, written in 1931, brings up the point that before, no one would have ventured out except… Why Englishmen? They would have had important things to do, like run a government! Conduct business! Otherwise wield their power over [...]

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Last night, just after shutting down and heading to bed, the lights went out. The water cooler began to whine, as the voltage was fluctuating. (Please note: I haven’t thought of the term”voltage” since my eigth grade science class). I noticed the wind was picking up outside, and whistling through the windows. One of my neighbor’s doors [...]

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I have another guest post at a blog called Writer’s Rising: I know what you’re thinking: “Eew, gross, a post about pigeons? Thanks, I’ll pass.” I would have felt the same. Before losing the battle with them. Pigeons are like the vermin of the sky. Dirty city birds, associated with disease. They have conquered my [...]

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