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

Chacha

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