Author’s Note: Trigger Warning. This story is to remember the month of October as Domestic Violence Awareness Month. Shobha’s eyes were brimming with pride and joy. She felt a bittersweet heart-wrenching emotion, that of imminent …
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Creating a Spectacle
While I wrote last week about my slipper-y experience at the eye doctors’ and the lab, this week the amusement begins where the eye check-up ended, and quite literally I almost landed up creating a …
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The Freudian Slip-per
For the past nine years since I had a major life-altering surgery (aka kidney transplant), I have been visiting India every six months for routine check-ups and consultation to assure myself and my family that …
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A Woman’s Strength
One of my friends had a really harrowing experience, or rather her husband did. He almost collapsed after lunch in a restaurant and had to be rushed to the hospital in an ambulance which some good …
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Little Ones, Big Tales
One fine evening in December 1999, two families met for a cup of coffee, some rava idli and kesari. Mission: Boy meets Girl. Boy liked girl and vice versa, enough to consider a life time …
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Appa and the Art of Shopping for Produce
By this point you all know that in my eyes and in the eyes of anyone who interacted with him, my father was a man of substance. For me, he was also an influential and …
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Appa and our Love Affair with Parsi Dairy Farm
Earlier this month, I had the opportunity to take a day tour of my beloved Bombay thanks to a couple of my dearest friends who were visiting the city and wanted to see it from …
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Front Row Seats
He walked into the theatre with the air of someone who had just bagged a treasure, a very expensive treasure. She walked demurely by his side. They settled into the front row. Romeo and Juliet …
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Three Years of mykidneybeans!
On my third year anniversary, I find myself in another country. Neither my birth nor my adopted one. I am in beautiful, culture-rich, amazing Russia. I don’t intend to turn my third anniversary post into …
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A Plus B the Whole Squared
Author’s Note: Names have been changed to protect the privacy of the individuals being spoken about. I have a very vivid memory of my first day of higher secondary school. All of us progressed from …
