Lunching with my brother

I've been trying to get Karan to go out for lunch every weekend, at least once, so that he gets out of the house instead of staying cooped in. So far we've experimented as a family (all four of us), as a trio (Karan, my Mom and I) and today, it was a duo date … Continue reading Lunching with my brother

Autism and restaurants – my first experience with discrimination

I can't remember how old I was. I think I was 13 or 14. So it wasn't very long after Karan received his autism diagnosis. The semblance of "normal life" was slowly slipping away from our family. We'd stopped doing random things we used to do together. Gone were trips to the cinema, gone were … Continue reading Autism and restaurants – my first experience with discrimination