Category: Thoroughly Mundane
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Putting my home in a backpack?
Somewhere there has been the invasion of my physical space, the space that I call home it is as if, souls that are not at rest, the dark forces have made their home and my entire house is sagging by their weight. Then disaster struck, the painters came calling. When we had to pull the…
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Not My Circus Not My Monkey
1993 the fresher’s welcome at the Management department those days included the faculty families, the four of us were sitting quietly watching every one, Rajchechi in a saree of the Dadar Market kind, Nupur in a salwar kameez of the Chandigarh sector something kind, Geeta with a salwar kurta of the paalika bazaar kind and…
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No Laughing Matter
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xi18e-7o-Xw #LoveAndLaughter activity. “I am going to the crown hotel” my husband said,”This damn thing is a pain to take out” he continued to mutter, and suddenly both of us burst out laughing. The conversation sounds incoherent right. Well this came from an old conversation where we built a dective story as we watched one…
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Peek-A-B00
Nobody knows that I… She didn’t even want to complete the sentence. After all the best way to keep a secret is to keep it even from your own self. But the truth was she was a nonperson, a shadow, a ghost. She was not really sure that she was a whole person ever… she…
