He stuck his head up from the grass and smelt the air. His ears cocked for the all-familiar sound of guns and his nose twitched, searching for that smell of carnage and smoke. But try …
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A Mother’s Love
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Keep Calm. Stay Wise. Be Kind.
Author’s Note: The theme of this years international day of happiness is the title of this piece. We live in a time when it seems like happiness is the last thing on our mind. Allow …
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I Failed…
“You failed”, whispers that voice deep insideThreatening to crush my spirit foreverTurning the world dark as I fail to see the lightWhile I struggle with my feelings, my decisions “You failed”, whispers that voice deep …
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Retrospection, Reflection and Realisation
Another year comes to a close. It is once again time to take stock of the last 365 days and build a mental balance sheet. As is the tendency of us human beings who, irrespective …
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Oranges and Lemons, Sold for a Penny
There are times in life when even those closest to you, who you feel you know more than even yourself can shock you with a revelation. Although the subject revolved around the most simple subject …
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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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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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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 …