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A Journey to Nowhere……….
Have you ever wondered why is it that our memories are sepia toned? I don’t know about others but whenever i look back to the foundation years of my life, everything seems to be in the form of faded black and white. Like old photographs, torn at the edges, crumpled by time and associated with…
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Acceptance – Part 2
After spending so many years with her Aniruddh still was not able to understand this woman. She had issues. He was a pragmatic man. Working hard for his family, loved his kids, took care of his home. His wife was just his wife. He didn’t have any special feelings for her but he did care…
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The Armchair Traveller
There’s a quiet kind of travel that doesn’t begin with a boarding pass. It starts with a book. A line in a film. A photograph pinned on someone else’s wall. You find yourself staring at a cobbled street in Prague or the curve of a balcony in Greece, and for a moment—only a moment—you are…
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Perceptions
I love surprises. small ones, big ones. they just make my day. When I was younger I used create these surprises for myself. I would never ask my mother what she had packed for lunch in school. the moment when I opened my lunch box was my own, filled with anticipation and excitement. My own…
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Austen and me
I am a self proclaimed Jane Austen lover. I got hooked to the seemingly idealist romances written by Austen at a very young age, thanks to my mother, herself an avid reader. I would like to believe that I am an Austen purist. I have devoured hundreds of literature discussing the nuances of her writing.…








