tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2697665148090517163.post2047694890750246638..comments2024-03-26T00:00:27.596+05:30Comments on A few drops of ink: The Best MedicineCynthia Rodrigues Manchekarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00582482381203565646noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2697665148090517163.post-52004421281027378922012-01-16T12:23:20.514+05:302012-01-16T12:23:20.514+05:30Hi Wilma, Thank you very much for your comments. A...Hi Wilma, Thank you very much for your comments. As a mother who is always fumbling to do things right, it is always helpful to hear from other mothers who have faced the same challenges and beaten them too. <br />Ever since I wrote this post, I have noticed that I have begun to smile and laugh more. Maybe there is hope for me yet. :)Cynthia Rodrigues Manchekarhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00582482381203565646noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2697665148090517163.post-33502176533449331992012-01-16T12:19:24.235+05:302012-01-16T12:19:24.235+05:30You write so well and surely even an uninteresting...You write so well and surely even an uninteresting topic can be pepped up with some "cynthology"! Well written and I look back on the years my own kids were infants and how I swore that I would never let them cry but this oath I guess was too far fetched [I reckon] and the inevitable <br /> happened....<br /><br />It's so true that we adults take life too seriously and quite Wilma D'Costanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2697665148090517163.post-38826040811749476842012-01-13T10:08:15.736+05:302012-01-13T10:08:15.736+05:30Shubs, The best part about having friends who are ...Shubs, The best part about having friends who are mothers is that one has the satisfaction of knowing that no matter how good, crazy or spaced out I feel, there will be friends who will nod in understanding, and say, "Tell me about it, I've been there." Thanks once again, Shubs, for taking the trouble to comment. I knew you would. :)Cynthia Rodrigues Manchekarhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00582482381203565646noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2697665148090517163.post-260766566923040242012-01-13T10:04:30.475+05:302012-01-13T10:04:30.475+05:30HI Kaumudi, What a thrill it is for me to have you...HI Kaumudi, What a thrill it is for me to have you take the trouble to read and reply to my blog. Since I wrote this post yesterday, I have made a good beginning. I have started smiling at total strangers in the train. Last evening, I smiled at 5 people - without warning, without leave. One of them rolled her eyes, the other one stared back in mute surprise. Numbers 3 and 4 turned away in a hurryCynthia Rodrigues Manchekarhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00582482381203565646noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2697665148090517163.post-41722604351276397312012-01-12T22:43:18.200+05:302012-01-12T22:43:18.200+05:30Love it, love it, like a hundred million times. Ex...Love it, love it, like a hundred million times. Extremely sweet and touching! As a mom, I have done the same a hundred milllion times and as you share this perspective, it makes me think too. :)Shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09114933641173852262noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2697665148090517163.post-9581552807314556572012-01-12T21:51:48.941+05:302012-01-12T21:51:48.941+05:30Cynthia,
How proud I am to read one of my student...Cynthia,<br /><br />How proud I am to read one of my student's writing efforts all these years later! Great blog, interesting thoughts and ideas expressed in it. I enjoyed reading The Best Medicine. It really is the best medicine, the other being the love of a child. Nothing like those soft little arms wrapped around one's neck to make everything all right! <br /><br />It is sad that Kaumudihttp://www.un-curry.comnoreply@blogger.com