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A Nosy Tale

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Once upon a time there was a girl with a nose. Her nose and cold weather outside did not share a cordial relationship. As the mercury levels went down, the water levels inside the nose seemed to go up and often the girl ended up (more…)

Being me…

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Of late I have realized I have been speaking out my mind quite a lot. Sometimes it is respected & understood & sometimes it’s not. I am in the process of letting go of my ‘let-me-be-politically-correct’ attitude. Many a times, I am alienated because I don’t speak and cheer for what the crowd/majority says. This at times hurt me. But then, its okay. The fact that I do not have to pretend all the time makes me much comfortable with myself.  (more…)

Gone Girl – my thoughts

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Author – Gillian Flynn

Blurb –

On a warm summer morning in North Carthage, Missouri, it is Nick and Amy Dunne’s fifth wedding anniversary. Presents are being wrapped and reservations are being made when Nick’s clever and beautiful wife disappears from their rented McMansion on the Mississippi River. Husband-of-the-Year Nick isn’t doing himself any favors with cringe-worthy daydreams about the slope and shape of his wife’s head, but passages from Amy’s diary reveal the alpha-girl perfectionist could have put anyone dangerously on edge. Under mounting pressure from the police and the media–as well as Amy’s fiercely doting parents–the town golden boy parades an endless series of lies, deceits, and inappropriate behavior. Nick is oddly evasive, and he’s definitely bitter–but is he really a killer?  (more…)

What’s for dinner?

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This is the question I dread the most, every day – without fail. Living away from home & being responsible for my lil’ sister (who is by the way a choosy & picky eater like a kid), I have this duty to prepare something nice (read – edible) every evening, that both of us can enjoy & eat whole-heartedly. Being late risers, both of us hurry through our breakfast to be at office/college on time & lunch is usually at office/college canteen. So the only meal cooked at home (except the weekends) & eaten peacefully & leisurely, is our dinner. (more…)

Thank you Priya!

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I had stepped into the vast world of blogging with caution & apprehension too. In the initial days, I posted as an Anonymous writer. I told about my blog to only a few people in my life. Even today there are only a few in my circle of friends, relatives & acquaintances, who are aware of my blog. It is my lil’ secret! 🙂 (more…)

A missed call….

too lateThis time the winters are getting unbearable with the incessant & heavy snowfall & dropping temperatures. The mother-squirrel was finding it difficult to gather food for her & her new-borns. It is a tough job in the conditions outside her warm nest. And, she now has one more mouth to fend for – the cute, lil’ red one from the nearby nest, her cousin’s pup. It indeed was proving to be a difficult time for her. (more…)

The dream…

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When he married her she was very young and he had a decent job. Both were not even graduates. Within 9 years of marriage they had 3 daughters. Birth of daughters, and when it’s three of them, is often a topic of discussion, sometimes pity & sometime ridicule too. But they accepted their gifts from God with gratefulness & listened to their hearts. Never did any of them ever regret that they were girls & carried out their responsibilities to the best of their abilities. And both of them had one common dream for the three of them – to educate them well & also to bring them up to be good human-beings. (more…)

Sea of faces

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For Day 5 topic of Write Tribe, Festival of Words – 2, I am re-blogging a post I had written in August this year.

“I think there’s just one kind of folks. Folks.” ~ Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird

Today, like every other day, I was travelling to work in an auto. And suddenly a thought passed my mind. Without my realizing it, everyday in my commute from home to work, I make my way through a sea of faces. As my mind started thinking about it I realized that some faces at particular points of my route – traffic points, shops, auto-stand, etc. – have become familiar to me. For example, I see an old & haggard magazine seller at one traffic point almost regularly. He does not seem to be much interested in selling his wares. Then there are the auto drivers of the auto-stand near my home, they are familiar faces now. I do not have to tell them my destination anymore.  Two-three traffic policemen I see every now and then at the two traffic points I have to cross on my way. I particularly am amused by one short & stout policeman. He seems kind of cute in a way like Humpty  Dumpty. 😛  And there are many more….. (more…)