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The memories of childhood are things which we adults always love to treasure and fondly remember. We also love to revisit those days and later narrate them to our children. Mark Twain had nicely sketched all bittersweet and mischievous characters in in his stories. We can all identify and relate to characters of Tom Sawyer [...]
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Prologue : That clattering noise came from somewhere, it was from my mom cooking. When I checked the phone next to my bed, I jolted upright. it was almost time! Since it was a weekend, my mom wanted to help her friend in some kind of one-day business at a hotel. They had been working [...]
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The passenger in his mid-forties has been a regular with Chandra, the taxi wallah, for the last few weeks. He slumped to the back seat every morning, dragging his tired torso as if it was a triumphant discovery by Indiana Jones from the ruins; as an accessory to the life and times of the Pharaoh. [...]
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Prologue Yesterday, my dad came to my home in Panvel. He stays in Mazagaon, with my brother and his family, where I spent most of my adult life. I was near the bus stop, when he alighted from the auto with my brother and started walking towards my house with unsure, shuffling gait. My eyes [...]
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Aastha turned towards where her scooty was parked, when Aakash grabbed her hand and took the keys from her, "I'll drop you, come." "No, no, its not required. I'll go myself." Astha protested. Aakash ignored her plea as he moved towards his car. Aastha instinctively followed him to fetch the key from him. "Please Aakash, [...]
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I was madly in love with her. Some relationships are beyond comprehension to our minute minds. Like God, they don't really exist but they permeate the entire universe and its inhabitants. We can feel them but can't name or define them. It's beyond our feeble understanding. Then, in our utter confusion, we blame certain chemical [...]
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My country is as beautiful as can be, But do not judge looks for looks are not what they seem, Because under all the poverty that is showing, There is courage, kindness, intelligence, and devotion beyond all knowing. My country’s colours are orange, white, green and blue, They fly above all that flew, Like a […]

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