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The tabla beats – two bass heavy sounds followed by a sharp tap – welcome us, the audience, into the theatre. We take our seats. The tabla makes it impossible for us to fidget or make small talk with each other. The empty stage with a single spotlight and the dhing-dhing-tap ensures we’re in a…
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I have never tried making reading lists. Even though I love being organized, I dislike putting too much rules on myself because they always make me restless. I end up rebelling for no good reason apart from I can. So, I have steered away from them. But, last year, I made a reading list: an…
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I love year end rituals and forcing my brain to go back to the beginning of the year to pick up some things that I did right and some things I could work on in the next year. Seeing how hard it is to recall what happened in Jan 2023, I got a brainwave that…
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The Christmas tree in front of them looked like a disaster. There were pine needles at its bottom, on the sofa and coffee table, and Shilpa spied some near the front door as well. It was a tiny little tree, no more than two feet, and yet it had shed so many needles. Clean up…
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It is a truth universally acknowledged and known that Suchita Agarwal uses a Google sheet to organize her reading efforts. But, why and how that began is a story she would like to tell you today.
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The thing about having Sona as your reading partner is, she will share bookish news with you like, “The JCB Longlist is out.” It was only thanks to her enthusiasm that I understood why that phrase made her act like an adult in a bookstore. And only now do I appreciate how much that phrase…
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I wrote an open letter to myself sometime in August 2017 which makes it exactly 6 years ago. I went through it and I cannot believe I called myself not wise. I mean, that letter was peak wisdom. What was 27-year-old Suchita even thinking, calling herself not wise!
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