<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4763874640697355100</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 07 Oct 2024 06:29:45 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Donuts 2 Dhoklas</title><description></description><link>http://donuts2dhoklas.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Suneetha G)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4763874640697355100.post-7592179184232356618</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Oct 2015 04:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-10-05T21:13:34.292-07:00</atom:updated><title>Perils of Pet Ownership</title><atom:summary type="text">





It all started with a dream.&amp;nbsp;
A dream of a lifestyle, a picture perfect family with two children
and a dog!&amp;nbsp; A family that would play
together, take vacations together, go for long drives on the beach into the
sunset blah! blah! blah!...............


Stanley came into our lives to fulfill that dream.&amp;nbsp;When this little
bundle of joy came into our home, a burst of motherly </atom:summary><link>http://donuts2dhoklas.blogspot.com/2015/10/perils-of-pet-ownership.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suneetha G)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgalw5zKRw0Sfj_sIDpbUmCnolvBrbAQsNorywAHvlpiDwgpTV7KVo50wfnpfW4vTaFLeAmfitvf4hObJon97n76fmuABVXVPS2Cr7OP8AnnOXLZF1TZsYB2JrbB4cWzB9d3FzG_PAitHU/s72-c/Stan+with+Tarun%2527s+T+Shirt.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4763874640697355100.post-6106936722824266715</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 May 2014 06:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-05-22T23:06:37.339-07:00</atom:updated><title>Rays of Hope</title><atom:summary type="text">
Hello dear readers
I am back with a story of hope, change and a vision that sees a future for the children who would otherwise&amp;nbsp;be a part of the forgotten, the many who slip through the cracks in the system and take to a&amp;nbsp;life of crime, mediocrity or menial jobs.

For&amp;nbsp;some months now, I have been volunteering with an NGO called Ashraya&amp;nbsp;Institute&amp;nbsp;for Children, the </atom:summary><link>http://donuts2dhoklas.blogspot.com/2014/05/rays-of-hope.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suneetha G)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4acyRnhKgmpTjYGDF1371iw5T_AI7VeYjmnFPostJKE1KM6kJELL5yNwKs4frDjm5WMyURLdu3W5M3YRrUxIZNgh2rRboO5gbbX_kfPzzWaZuWwDPKOAhBVnt8yITKZDkzug8SDomR0g/s72-c/children+of+AIC.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4763874640697355100.post-7314791837223634665</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Feb 2014 08:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-02-20T00:37:16.707-08:00</atom:updated><title>Zumbastic!</title><atom:summary type="text">



Greetings, my dear readers and a very happy new year 2014 to all of you.&amp;nbsp; May all your wishes, aspirations and desires be fulfilled in this new year.&amp;nbsp; 

Now that I have spent a solid 18 months in India, I am slowly beginning to assimilate the customs, practices etc., that were a huge shock in the first few months.&amp;nbsp; Since I now no longer have a 9- 5 job that keeps me busy during</atom:summary><link>http://donuts2dhoklas.blogspot.com/2014/02/zumbastic.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suneetha G)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4763874640697355100.post-399145407015701408</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Sep 2013 15:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-09-19T08:12:45.677-07:00</atom:updated><title>Driving Insane!</title><atom:summary type="text">


It has been a while since I penned my thoughts.&amp;nbsp; But this experience is surely worth a few
words.&amp;nbsp; Two weeks ago, I enrolled in a
Driving School.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I&amp;nbsp; have a
drivers license and I drove accident free for 14 years in our very own
Detroit.&amp;nbsp; Many of you may not know this,
but I drove a stick shift in India before moving to the US (1998) and I have a drivers license </atom:summary><link>http://donuts2dhoklas.blogspot.com/2013/09/driving-insane.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suneetha G)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMzVCfO7HvUnhE5gxi1mmySdpuAk4AfmA2viSwX0yMBuezP2RJYyO7C14fQsjZ51DGANmd9mbCL0GPRaE2perW1GS4VdlEBK9jjLvl9aTTBxY48-HzBscgITGTr9dZ2wxnAYYyV8aKUXc/s72-c/Untitled.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4763874640697355100.post-6890362541294355281</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Jul 2013 03:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-07-09T20:36:40.637-07:00</atom:updated><title>Anniversary Special</title><atom:summary type="text">
Dear readers,

We are now on the one year anniversary of our move to India.&amp;nbsp; Yes, July 7th 2012 was the day we all landed in 92/1, Rakshak Society to make it our home.&amp;nbsp; I felt I needed to update my blog on this memorable day. As always, I will share an experience that is so unique to India but this time, you will see me pontificating as well.

When you have lived in the United States </atom:summary><link>http://donuts2dhoklas.blogspot.com/2013/07/anniversary-special.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suneetha G)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi59oDfvbZIwWrjSKyOunNWAHSuYPMfEyloDj16ITfJp_8sAgWyiGgiqDDcb_kF-qhoZuxMaCC5xQu98I38PNOklWAdpcO-4CDk4RL2-voGcKTWmv1zCrhm1XBtiBBCzHcQwwRV2nXHkJU/s72-c/DSC00206.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4763874640697355100.post-1359977661779774423</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Apr 2013 07:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-04-07T00:57:33.796-07:00</atom:updated><title>Off the Beaten Path...</title><atom:summary type="text">
Hello, hello, hello!!&amp;nbsp; The weather is turning hot, the sun is shining brightly, lawn is turning yellow, all signs that the Indian summer is upon us.&amp;nbsp; While the ceiling fans run fast and furious, the Giridhar household is seriously contemplating investing in a couple of AC units.&amp;nbsp; I do admit, all those years of cushy living in the US has made us weak. 


Life for most of us is as </atom:summary><link>http://donuts2dhoklas.blogspot.com/2013/04/off-beaten-path.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suneetha G)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhntJTi8Bz5ujXUh4NE1qQboKKjhjcHvPRnDCayP7ZFFDKF2dZLYK16F2h4WTYlg2SYHlozfgtdOiHrCZb58tfY64NTUINLPf9ui0si9V6YciD0fvEMhsENjaoqZg-1eLaVtfMvTenKldU/s72-c/fan.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4763874640697355100.post-2412440145430190979</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Feb 2013 12:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-21T04:48:58.324-08:00</atom:updated><title>Of Aspirations, Attachments and more....</title><atom:summary type="text">
Greetings, dear readers.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It is good to be back with another reflection on the impact of life here in India.&amp;nbsp; This is going to be a philosophical debate and I am looking forward to getting your observations/comments on this post.&amp;nbsp; 

As you have all come to know and envy, I have a wonderful cook who has made my life so much easier.&amp;nbsp; Everyday we are eating fresh, homemade</atom:summary><link>http://donuts2dhoklas.blogspot.com/2013/02/of-aspirations-attachments-and-more.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suneetha G)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjco19pXgmDoNpZliaiTThd897kmXPcWXW2ZyeeOgNGj7UCXtPB08wCYE89pMuPB152f1Z6t8e2SFEy5-gUubrU9yLQLHhM-6fw18PrZrIlXrtgkjtyzxVI20WCkzLKgw8b2upcwCdfwlQ/s72-c/indian_bride_by_rk_shots-d2yadfa%5B1%5D.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4763874640697355100.post-8526278251725811820</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Dec 2012 02:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-12-10T18:36:49.615-08:00</atom:updated><title>A Bagfull of Patience.....</title><atom:summary type="text">
Hello dear readers,
I am back after a long absence!&amp;nbsp; We are now five months into our sojourn back into India and the saga continues.&amp;nbsp; I have realised that to retain your sanity and enjoy life in new India, you have got to have not just a spoonful but a bagfull of patience.&amp;nbsp; To those who know me as a very calm, collected individual; you should see me now - &quot;a ranting &amp;amp; raving </atom:summary><link>http://donuts2dhoklas.blogspot.com/2012/12/a-bagfull-of-patience.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suneetha G)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidC_sGGvanzZiNaJEaNQD4oZhb2YB_M6a6xETTFgEHfwKn7jJTRmSC1R8UI8pW5wgcRLEuKIYNJ-eUHat8x-or72P52toewwTcuwdPmTDlga08mOOe6RjdvqgTBRVvmqe-m3Yoc2OXJ4U/s72-c/auto-rickshaw-cartoon.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4763874640697355100.post-6659888123338075970</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Aug 2012 13:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-08-10T06:49:46.013-07:00</atom:updated><title>Shopping Scars</title><atom:summary type="text">
The new India is a strange phenomenon!&amp;nbsp; Dear readers, as a newly returned Indian, I have a different lens with which I view things and boy! o boy!, have things changed!!&amp;nbsp; This change demands new coping techniques.

On the one hand, there is a surge in personal disposable income among the middle class and there is evidence of that in the malls, eating joints and upscale events.&amp;nbsp; On</atom:summary><link>http://donuts2dhoklas.blogspot.com/2012/08/shopping-scars.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suneetha G)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPIg9pLHW4vWBbDmCYoOrqu1fytsXjLaymg4r2bBEq91gstIqGOpL2478xa6gBCE0g2DmRWQtadYa6b1as_RPgbhwoYMFp3_5Svt_p0sP7T78byG7AfFAfWraY_kbjCI_uAJCmxOEL72I/s72-c/shopping+frenzy.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4763874640697355100.post-4414307313226199535</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 Jul 2012 03:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-07-28T20:46:18.420-07:00</atom:updated><title>The domain of domestic help</title><atom:summary type="text">
One of the things that causes my friends in the US envy is the abundance and availability of domestic help which seems like such an extravagant luxury.&amp;nbsp; Having been here all of 3 weeks, I am seeing both the abundance and availability.&amp;nbsp; However we underestimate the management aspect of these domestic workers.

Let me introduce you to my two housemaids.&amp;nbsp; They are an interesting duo.</atom:summary><link>http://donuts2dhoklas.blogspot.com/2012/07/the-domain-of-domestic-help.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suneetha G)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4763874640697355100.post-5910766217580713203</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Jul 2012 15:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-07-12T08:36:38.866-07:00</atom:updated><title>Welcome to India</title><atom:summary type="text">
Sorry readers.&amp;nbsp; I have had a longer absence, but when you hear what I have been through, I am sure you will be very sympathetic.&amp;nbsp; 

June 29th, 2012 was a very momentous day for us.&amp;nbsp; 
Following the lean principles of Just in Time, we closed at 8:30, packers left at 12.30, we cleaned house and&amp;nbsp;handed over the keys at 6:00 pm.&amp;nbsp; And then we were homeless, just like that!&amp;</atom:summary><link>http://donuts2dhoklas.blogspot.com/2012/07/welcome-to-india.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suneetha G)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4763874640697355100.post-7579152702631289567</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Jun 2012 20:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-06-26T13:06:24.113-07:00</atom:updated><title>Craigs list Cronies</title><atom:summary type="text">I promised you that I would write about our customers from Craigslist.&amp;nbsp; Each one of them has an interesting angle that I am sure you will find interesting.



Crony 1:&amp;nbsp; Here was a guy that wanted to buy our treadmill for his girlfriend.&amp;nbsp;I made sure to tell him that he needed a truck to haul it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He&amp;nbsp;said he planned to&amp;nbsp;bring his brother who had a truck and it </atom:summary><link>http://donuts2dhoklas.blogspot.com/2012/06/craigs-list-cronies.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suneetha G)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQPaBlYqRyvZoZ4YtPbFPkqxy_Ym5sApVQwKTTjJiJ5wP6FT10N-1WcooU47hgnAxorqXi6MHuZFVwmlOQsYA8vS1ubc4RI8eJyvlZca5ycuXiFiW1XQzHRjTSGrsTxlV7CQjiH8FijfU/s72-c/sale.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4763874640697355100.post-2247833993910736328</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Jun 2012 02:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-06-22T06:17:04.582-07:00</atom:updated><title>Connecting with Craig&#39;s List!!</title><atom:summary type="text">We are into our second day of packing.&amp;nbsp; It is unbelievable the amount of stuff (can&#39;t call it by any other name)&amp;nbsp; we have collected in 14 years.&amp;nbsp; While most of it is coming with us, we did have a few big&amp;nbsp;items that we needed to dispose.&amp;nbsp; And thus started our close encounters with Craigslist.&amp;nbsp; My first hurdle was to convince my husband who believes that this is like </atom:summary><link>http://donuts2dhoklas.blogspot.com/2012/06/connecting-with-craigs-list-we-are-into.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suneetha G)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj484kvInrHMyq1ikLik24mLFL_ybd-7HIHCmZCodMdf5o1xVl_XFY_PT0yliYy9UggdjqetkTPbfrCEav7-egMRvE6ktNNecSFX94XS5jJEIW2coy3IpQpdqHYN_0E9Y2nHZyGoIQ3nzw/s72-c/Tarun2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4763874640697355100.post-7032846018437218249</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Jun 2012 14:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-06-18T07:50:30.483-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type="text">In 2011, my husband and I made a monumental decision to pack up and move back to India after spending 14 wonderful years in Michigan.&amp;nbsp; This was by no means an easy decision with so many concerns and emotional baggage to consider not just for my husband and I but for our two kids aged 16 and 9 who&amp;nbsp;are mostly American. To them India was&amp;nbsp;a crowded, noisy place we visited every other </atom:summary><link>http://donuts2dhoklas.blogspot.com/2012/06/in-2011-my-husband-and-i-made.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Suneetha G)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>