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Who am I?

Take your pick from below:

After all...the hard truth...pretty much the bottom line -A micro-speck of cosmic dust in the Universe. One among just about 7 billion inhabitants on this Planet Earth.

Rooted and roamed - Born and grew up in the metro of homely Chennai, India. Moved to the repressive Riyadh, Saudi Arabia for an year, then to the historic Boston and the beautiful Bay area, California. After a long 16+ years of staying in the US, moved to the cosmo and uber-cool Bangalore and loving every minute of it. 
Mandatory mug shot :-)
Life Before kids - Studied Finance, been a Banker, done Customer Solutions and Web Management in the corporate world, over a span of 10 yrs. 

Life After kids - After realising one fine afternoon (true story) that my attempts at multi-tasking and juggling both career and home was turning up to be a near-disaster....chose motherhood with the only goal of enjoying my girls' childhood before it's over. 

 Of course, there's also that perk of having infinite time on your hands to pass on unsolicited, sometimes useless, golden nuggets of wisdom to them before they start rolling their eyes at you and flap those magical ears closely shut :-) 

 Anyways, now that they are all grown up,  can only say it's been a great ride so far and worth every micro second of it. Homeschooling one of my children, was the proverbial icing on the cake. 

Finally, something about me - Don't have anything meaningful or wise to say about myself. Travel, books, baking, music are my passionate hobbies.

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