Blog: Blog | ‘Am I Becoming My Mother?’, And Other Odd Questions While Moving House
It was 9 a.m. on a Sunday when nine men barged into my house. Chaos followed. They spread out across rooms, bathrooms, and the kitchen, shoving whatever they could find into boxes that seemed terribly small to hold everything. But they persisted. “Are there valuables in this?” one of them pointed to a box of faux jewellery we had forgotten in an almirah’s corner. “Never mind, we are putting it in the bag,” they said as I exchanged confused glances with my wife. We sighed and looked on, trusting the professionals with their job. Packing and moving houses is a nerve-wracking experience. It’s a pain seldom spoken about. It’s a heartbreak that B. Praak has… Read More »Blog: Blog | ‘Am I Becoming My Mother?’, And Other Odd Questions While Moving House