Finding Our Voices

Finding Our Voices

I am typically not one to lack words. And yet, since 2016, at a time when there was so much to say, I found myself overcome by feelings of shock and eventual numbness. It was impossible to keep up with...

Queen of Song

As we approach the M.S.Subbulakshmi tribute concert this weekend, I wanted to share an article on this wonderful artist written by none other than my own mother, in 1978, when she visited Chicago of all places. As I read it,...

A Loud Whisper

When I was 19, I wrote my third song ever. It was a tribute to my parents, a paean of gratitude for how they had sacrificed for me, supported me, and loved me. It was sincere, and sincerely God-awful. When …

Cosmic Journey

So this happened on my first day in India. Holi celebration – ooh but someone has our tickets. My cousin: “Anjali – come with me to get them.” 10 mins later, in a beautiful apartment: “Nice to meet you Anjali. …
What my autistic son did on his 8th Birthday

What my autistic son did on his 8th Birthday

Yesterday was my son’s 8th birthday. As I attempt to do on every birthday, I made some mental notes of the things he did and said that were once part of the classification “Will he ever…” When a family finds...
The Grammy Nomination

The Grammy Nomination

On July 6th, my manager informed me that my song “Indigo Boy” had been nominated for a Grammy for Best Pop Solo Performance. I will pause here for your disbelief. Took me a minute too. My instant reaction was to...