Anoop Judge | Author · Writing Instructor · Former T.V. Host​

An Inspiring Story: Tell Me Something I Can\’t Forget. . .

What I should have known about that incident is that it would indelibly be engraved in my subconscious.  I should have known that my mother\’s words would define every future action, every decision I took.

My memory of it is blurry as childhood memories often are.  

My brother who\’s two younger than I were squabbling. I may have been 11 or 12 years old. We were fighting as we were inclined to do, and soon it developed into a full-blown scuffle where he hit me on the side of my head.  

\”Pow.\” My brother was two years younger than me but bigger and more aggressive.  

\”Waaaaah.\” The force of his blow knocked me down. I remember getting up from the floor, nursing my hurting head in my right palm and running to my mom to complain.  

Spring. . .

I love the freshness of Spring. The cherry blossom trees outside my office window shake their fragrant petals in the slight breeze and shower them on my puppy and me as I walk my white Westie terrier in the soft ambient light of the late-afternoon sun.

A Good life Equals Good Relationships

Another world is not only possible, she is on her way. On a quiet day, I can hear her breathing. ~ Arundhati Roy

I\’ve just come back from India, and I miss it already.  I don\’t miss the dirt, the pollution, the poverty, the constant crowds of people . . .

Anoop Judge is a blogger and an author, who’s lived in the San Francisco-Bay Area for the past 27 years. As an Indian-American writer, her goal is to discuss the diaspora of Indian people in the context of twenty-first century America.