Category: Stories About Appa
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Appa, Me and One Night at The Hospital
Growing up, I always adored and looked up to my father. He was my role model and a symbol of perfection. He was also a superhuman in my eyes, someone who was invincible and who would live forever. That he was also human and thus susceptible to disease and illness…
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Appa’s Not-So-Easy Chair
A lot of things have changed in the years since Appa passed away. This house that he lived in for nearly a decade before he moved on from this world has turned on its head with the inevitable refurbishments and repairs that any household goes through in a given lifetime.…
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My Jobs, Your Reactions
If you were still alive Appa, you would have been 80 years old tomorrow. Tomorrow also marks the tenth anniversary of working where I do. And when two special dates like that coincide, I can’t help but recall every single job I held since 1995… and how you reacted to…
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Spoilt for Choice
Among the many activities that vie for one’s attention, the one thing I had promised myself I would do in the week leading up to my marriage was to find a few hours of quality time with my Amma and Appa, both superb cooks in their own right. I had…
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Tough Love
I adored my father. Unfortunately, it was to his discredit that for a long time, I was the only one among the five of us who did. It’s not a fact that surprises me though. As the youngest, I took liberties with him that others hadn’t dared to dream of,…