It’s Father’s Day in Australia. I wrote this to honour my larger-than-life dad, Chellie J. Sundram. He passed away twenty-seven years ago. My father loved gadgets. His home office had every gizmo and gadget he could lay his hands on – in duplicate. Two personal computers (when they were still relatively unusual in anyone’s office, home or otherwise), two photocopiers …
Diamonds, Buckets and Tears.
When the sun comes out, drops of rain hanging off the eucalyptus leaves sparkle like diamonds. I look out my window and feel the forest around me twinkling and smiling. It’s winter Down Under and the dry earth of Perth, Western Australia is being pelted with seemingly unending amounts of water. The days are cold and wet. Our climate can …
My Mother’s Laughter
My beautiful mother, Shantha Mary, has been the strongest creative and spiritual influence in my life. She passed away three years ago. Remembering Mum on Mother’s Day… ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ When I was growing up, one of my clearest memories of Mum is of her regularly bursting triumphantly into my bedroom, interrupting some Very Important Book I was reading, claiming, “Malini, I …
The Scent of Peace and Possibility
I remember that first day. I had left what I thought was my ‘new life’ in Fiji, to start my ‘new life’ in Australia. It was my third Big Move in as many years. But when you’re eighteen you don’t think about the gravity of it, you don’t think of the uncertainties ahead. It was just what was happening in …