Through the looking glass

Here is a letter my uncle wrote to the PM. I hope you all can understand the terror and grief people are experiencing as a result of these attacks... LETTER TO PRIME MINISTER Dear Mr. Prime minister I am a typical mouse from Mumbai. In the local train compartment which has capacity of 100 persons, I travel with 500 more mouse. Mouse at least squeak but we don't even do that. Today I heard your speech. In which you said 'NO BODY WOULD BE SPARED'. I would like to remind you that fourteen years has passed since serial bomb blast in Mumbai took place. Dawood was the main conspirator. Till today he is not caught. All our bolywood actors, our builders, our Gutka king meets him but your Government can not catch him. Reason is simple; all your ministers are hand in glove with him. If any attempt is made to catch him everybody will be exposed. Your statement 'NOBODY WOULD BE SPARED' is nothing but a cruel joke on this unfortunate people of India. Enough is enough. As such af

I just finished packing for my trip to Europe and I took a mini break to hang out with my Ba (grandma). I went into her room to say good night and I caught her eating a caramel by her bed so she started giggling. She is so cute and funny. I love chatting with her before she goes to sleep. We always tease her about her dentures and she has had them as long as I have been alive. When she takes them off before bed I used to make her say "mathematics" because it sounded like "mafamafics". I got a kick out of that! I actually just made her do it again for old times sake. I get so worried about her and find myself getting sad when I think about how old she is. Sometimes I come home and find her sleeping (she sleeps all the time) and I will just unknowingly stare are her breathing pattern for a good 5 minutes. I am sure it is because I fear something happening to her during her sleep. I know death and illness are both natural things but I still get anxious relating these

This Hawaiian word literally means "hole". Puka goes a long way in describing Hawaiian cuisines. Hole in the wall places are the best place to eat here. Today Marshall took me to this place "You Hungry?" and we had the traditional plate lunch. I got ahi tuna with sweet wasabi sauce. Nothing about it was healthy but I was very satisfied afterward (I was not hungry after). It was this fried tuna steak covered with sesame seeds and this green sweet wasabi sauce. I had brown rice with panko bread crumbs with it along with macaroni salad on the side. Shit was delicious! I am also in love with Genki sushi and I think we are having my good bye meal there tonight. Today, Mar had the day off and he took me to the Byodo Temple in the morning and then to Manoa falls in the afternoon. At the temple there is this giant bell you strike with a log which is hanging from the side. Apparently when you strike this bell you release bad spirits. Well me being the dumb ass that I am... p