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To Indumati, with love

 I was but a boy of 15 years, brown-eyed, brown-haired, brown-faced and brawny-physiqued, staring wide-eyed into the great Indian dream of getting the best Indian education and then leaving the great Indian subcontinent for good; firstly, because there seemed to... Continue Reading →

Killed in love

If there was any planet I ought to have been on, it should have been either Neptune or Mercury. One year on Neptune is equivalent to 164.8 years on earth and Mercury on the other hand, does not have any seasons. Similarly, my life... Continue Reading →

Wildflower

And for a moment I was 16 again- a ridiculous and conflicting mixture of naivety, bashfulness, eagerness and excitement. How to be one emotion for a moment and to then metamorphose into something opposite the very next! But that's how... Continue Reading →

Of enemies and temptations

He had never liked tea. Even as almost the whole office rushed to try out my latest blueberry flavored import, he simply sat and watched, with nonchalance and amusement, the sort of dismissiveness with which a teen scoffs at beings... Continue Reading →

The house over a crowded street

We lived in a house somewhere over the road that had no steep rises, no curves; absolutely flat and insipid as it could be. Insipid with blaring, cacophonous sounds that made music only in dissonance. The house was nothing like... Continue Reading →

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