“My memoirs; I am a reclining chair…”

I am old, well, very old. I think my days are nearly over and when I see the kids sitting on my lap these days whom I have held close right from their childhood. Of course when they turn half way through their twenties and nearly thirties, where do I stand with my age of…

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‘Saudades’

Dear little one, Sitting opposite to your dad on a bright sunny evening and watch his eyes crinkle to the falling sunlight was nothing less than funny and pleasing at the same time. We had just come after watching a movie, hungry enough to feed on a Brazilian menu. It was cheeky of me to…

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“After all this time?…. Always…”

“I solemnly swear that I am no good writing this.” It was in September 2008 that I got my ‘accepted’ University letter from the UK for my Masters Degree. The first picture that rolled inside my head was when Harry Potter receives his letter from Hogwarts. Not that I was eager to get away from…

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With love…

  Dearest X, Of course, it all started with a card! Remember the one you had bought with the only pocket money you had? It when opened poured out cute little hearts? Luckily, instead of me, my Dad ended up receiving your hearts.. ha ha.. You were in so much trouble. Little did I know then…

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A Christmas Babysitting Story…

In the Christmas story, there is a part where Elizabeth is visited by Mary. This Christmas time, I had to visit my friend Noo who had been pregnant for her second baby. Twist in the story of course! I had been missing her for an entire 9 months and having recently discovered her good news, I…

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Let me tell you one thing..

She held on to the pizza box a bit more tightly. It had now begun to drizzle. “You better hurry,” She thought. She could hear the roar of football players from the rear end of the practice court. She gazed at the small artificial pond ‘The Lake’ they called it, and the wild geese calmly…

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Once upon a time, a shoe box…

Its festive season, and this time of the year, aisles of every shopping mall is filled with stuff, so pretty and charming we feel like buying. I see kids with their lists and parents trying their best negotiating skills with them. I, with just a couple of years to be 30, was walking through the…

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Friends, Strangers, Death and the life in between…

I have just finished reading Arundhati Roy’s ‘The God of small things.’ It makes me want to write and so I do. It was only this morning I was telling my friend who pens beautiful articles that I have been such a lazy bum to not have written anything at all for some time now…..

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The boy who hated sunny side ups!

He was growing up. Still a boy, who needed his strength to grow bigger just like his own brothers and cousins. No wonder Aunt Daisy believed he would be better eating his eggs! Her fresh and famous fried eggs from organic home grown chicken who never failed to impress her with the numbers no matter who were…

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A Letter to my Grand Dad…

My dear Achacha, I have never written a letter to you. For the same reason, I don’t know where to start or what to write. Well, here I go. I will try. Every day on my way to Uni and coming back home, I get to see a lot of elderly. Different cultures, backgrounds, and…

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Am I safe?

“You are perfectly safe, far from here, in the UK, so this shouldn’t bother you at all, Roshni.” Such was a person’s remark when I was into discussing the injustice shown to women in India. And on he went by saying, “Oh, you should start losing weight that you can get a good suitor, PhD…

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The first time…

Travelling in the bus for more than 3 hours were starting to take its toil on her. She were in this town, not new to her by any means, but still been made alien to her for the faults not of her own. Sigh. Just then her phone beeped for the arrival of a text…

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