Sujatha Bagal

Stories and essays on food, travel, culture.

Anatomy of a miscarriage

It hit me finally on the British Airways flight from London to Washington, D.C. Something was terribly wrong. I was six weeks pregnant and I was bleeding heavily. In the … Continue reading

August 22, 2006

Why are the first steps the most difficult?

I carried my son, cradled in my arms, out of the house and into the garage. I had his “diaper bag” (a backpack, really, because we were “cool parents” and … Continue reading

October 1, 2005


My memories of Pedda Chacha (a combination of Telugu and Hindi, literally meaning “big uncle”), my father’s oldest brother, range from extremely dim to non-existent. Even those dim recollections may … Continue reading

September 15, 2005

9/11 remembered

A generation ago, the question was, “Where were you when President Kennedy was shot?” For my generation, there are too many questions. Tragedies and calamities abound in our collective memories, … Continue reading

September 9, 2005

Halfway Around the World with a Toddler in Tow – Vijay Times

The knot in my stomach tightened as I walked down the ramp to the door of the airplane. I had N, who was then fifteen-months old, in my arms. I … Continue reading

February 12, 2005

Parenting From an Immigrant Perspective – Washington Parent

“Twinkle, twinkle, little star…” I sang. After about the 20th rendition, my 5-month-old son dozed off in my arms. “Twinkle, twinkle” was my stand-in, night after night, for lullabies I … Continue reading

February 17, 2004

Hurricane Isabel – Fairfax County Times

I started cooking first thing in the morning – something I don’t do, ever. I cleaned the house – made the beds in all the rooms, put away all the … Continue reading

September 17, 2003