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Reminiscing depths of my Father.

While in pain during the rain; or when at gain and if everything is in vain; where I’m sane in house full of insane …why is that only one...

A lovely reconnection.

One relatively less hot afternoon, I was engrossed in studying. Just then as usual, sleep arrived and started pulling the shutters of my...

Becoming a Woman.

Its an interesting journey to become a woman from a girl.. Not only she goes through the physical changes; a lot more changes about the...

An Abstract chase..

Before starting writing of this piece, I thought twice whether it’ll be silly to write down such feelings.. but it matters more what you...

The Sugarcane juice Uncle.

It’s summer time already with day and night being like a furnace. My daily routine consists of moderate office and heavy classes.. after...

Distanced by the city of dreams.

The city of my dreams, as it has always been, seems alienated from me today. My love for this city has been independent of the person...

An evening out in Ahmedabad..

I’ve always found Ahmadabad as one of the finest cities. And one of the difficult ones too, till I explored it two days ago. On my way to...

A day with Upstress-distress

Other day while enjoying evening tea with friends, one of my friends mentioned a word ‘upstress’. Upstress as defined by her is the just...

An cycle rickshaw driver.

As narrated by my father.. It was the time when I was in secondary school. I studied in the Municipal Corporation’s school. It had a very...

An unnoticed rendezvous

My daily routine these days is getting up fairy early in the morning, having breakfast, pooping, bathing and then getting ready to head...

Impressions of Sisterhood

This is an sweet anecdote from my school days.. Down the narrow road on summer mornings we would walk down hand in hand quite cheerfully...

Mysteries of Life

Sometimes very abstract beads may seem the perfect match for the string of life.  Small instances that occurred in the past that one is...

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