I was in my late teens when my love affair with all things antiquated and ancient began. My extended family found my penchant…
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“Oh…a transistor,” Sangeeta exclaimed. Despite the dust and the discomfort, she was enjoying this task thoroughly. It allowed her to see some real…
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That question never troubled my grandmother, a mother of six Caught between children and chores; Her time in between Was to breathe! …
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“What kind of mother leaves a child and goes for a training programme? Is it that important?” Hema heard her mother-in-law talking about…
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The world of printed wordsThe World of Printed Words
The Nightingale by Kristin Hannah _ book review
This book came highly recommended by my friend and I must say I am not disappointed. I love the narrator’s voice at the…
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It was a cold winter night in Lucknow. After I had managed to coax my toddler to bed, I settled under a quilt,…
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This was in my ‘To Read List’ for close to two years. And when I got down to it, I couldn’t put it…
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My friend and I took the same bus every morning. As our home was in the developing part of the city, the…
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This column is to incorporate some learnings and some teachings that I had gained and imparted during the course of my journey on…
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Simple pleasures are the last healthy refuge in a complex world Four movies that I had seen last week made me remember the above…