
A world of water closet
On my first trip to India traveling alone to meet my then boyfriend’s family for the first time, I was faced with a very trivial choice IWC or WWC. Continue reading A world of water closet
On my first trip to India traveling alone to meet my then boyfriend’s family for the first time, I was faced with a very trivial choice IWC or WWC. Continue reading A world of water closet
Once the marriage was done, I came back to work the next day and my German colleagues were asking me how they should call me now. Continue reading About giving up my maiden name… or not
Couple of years ago, I used to order one brötchen (bread rolls) at the neighborhood bakery and that seemed to baffle the lady at the counter so much that she kept on pushing me to buy some more, saying it was not enough for one person. I had never thought much about it until I had to spend 24 hours at the hospital and finally … Continue reading What give us our daily bread means for Germans