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Prerna was humming to herself tunelessly when her son decided to poke half his head into the kitchen. “Mom can you call Nikhil’s mom and tell her he’ll be spending the night?” She kept aside the ladle she was using to stir the stew, switched off the gas and wiped her hands. She ignored the…
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As soon as the doorbell rang, Pari ran from the bedroom as fast as her little feet could carry her and clung to the nearest part of her father – his leg – she could find. Rudra, laughing, dropped his bag and umbrella in the interest of picking up his daughter, and swung her up…
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So I’m back because once again my friend MT (she’s different from MP by the way) has asked me to shed my pearls of wisdom for her benefit. Today we talk about perseverance. Recently, because I hate myself, I started on this 31 day challenge of self-love and 6 days into it, everything is going…
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Because I am also mainstream and if the numbers in Bombay are any indication, all has gone to shit in any case. Might as well clock down the lessons learnt before aliens decide they have had enough of our incompetence, hatred and violence and decide that colonizing humans is the only viable option to save…
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If there are two things anyone who has known me for any length of time will say, they are:Oh my god you’re so tallOh my god how are you so patient?! Well today, on popular demand (of my 5 friends) I shall reveal my golden sutras that can help you to build your patience too:
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I am 30 years old and I live with my parents. It is mostly out of choice, partly because they live in Bombay and why would I leave this city to live somewhere else, and 100% because I don’t have the finances to afford living separately. Before I share by two-bits on how to live…
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I have lovedAnd I have lostThe cycle continuesNo end, no respiteBut I must walk the pathFor the only way forwardIs through.
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