The shrill honk went right through my ears to rattle my brain. The e-rickshaws and regular autos vied for space, blaring their…
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It was in late eighties. My father was looking out for a suitable alliance for the twenty-three-old me who was also a closet…
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Nilesh absent-mindedly smiled his thanks as Anil, his co-worker, placed a glass of tender coconut water by his side. He played around with…
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There was a recent article in Times of India in the aftermath of Pune Porsche case that we seem to be taking Yes-…
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“Shilpa’s concepts are like the muddy waters collected under the subways post a downpour. IX standard would be tough,” the teacher said with…
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Vidya Sanath’s debut novel, Happily Ever and Never Afters, was a breezy read. Her sixteen stories struck a chord in my heart for…
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Korean culture and Indian culture have a lot in common and one of them being the focus on academics and success of children.…
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My dad hugged me close, I nestled into his neck. He carried me to the cradle, The pride in his eyes now on…
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Beneath Divided Skies by Natasha Sharma- A book Review What amazes me about human beings is the dichotomy present within the species. On…
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Tara applied the kohl. She tapped gently the hanging flesh below her eyes, the puffiness was all too evident. Well, I can’t do…