A Daughter’s Love
Those eyes innocent, playful yet defiant melted Prakash’s heart, as always. The child had a way with him and she knew it.
Those eyes innocent, playful yet defiant melted Prakash’s heart, as always. The child had a way with him and she knew it.
This year, along with her innate unpredictability, spring has also brought upon us inclement times.
My family moved to Charlotte five years ago from Pune, India. It was a herculean move that drained every ounce of my energy. I left behind a treasure trove of love and connections.
Imagine yourself at the venue of the National Spelling Bee in Washington, DC. You are in the audience seated at the edge of your chair, palms sweaty, brows furrowed and heart thumping.
An army of mothers who choose to embrace and accept differences and teach their children to do the same have the power to create a whole, new world.