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Prologue : "Is she your elder daughter Neelu?" asked Bimla mausi to my mother pointing towards me. "She was a small kid with pink cheeks when I last saw her. Probably eight to ten years back.” With that she hugged me, it was the warmest hug I ever had. "Do you know? The burn mark [...]
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It was a small central government employees’ residential colony. We were around 20 families living there. We used to call it "campus". Best part of my childhood was spent there. Our next door neighbour was Sharma uncle. He had two sons. Younger son Lucky and the elder one Monty bhaiya. Sharma uncle was very popular [...]
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Prologue : The House was full of relatives. Everybody looked happy and busy. Sarla was watching everything with a coy smile. She was a lovely 18 year old girl. Today family members of the boy were coming to fix the alliance. Her mother, Meera told her that she was very lucky. The family of the [...]
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The room was silent. Even the faces of the occupants looked calm. The quiet of the house felt uneasy. Most of the times there is a calm before the storm but here it was calm after the storm. The lady of the house had passed away a few days back. The daughter in-law took us [...]
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She was a distant relative, a widow. When I had my first baby, my mother-in-law brought her from our village to help me. Everybody called her “Mohana izza” which means Mohan’s mother in Kumaoni dialect of Uttarakhand. Mohan was her only child. I never heard anybody calling her by her real name. Apart from her [...]
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Being a Delhi-ite I have a mountain of experience of DTC buses. This was a time when there was no metro and no mobile phones. The only mode of public transport were buses. I used to board a bus for my office daily at 7:30am. We were four girls who used to be at the [...]
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