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Calling..

I am sitting in a corner of my hostel room. There goes the 1st ring. A shrill tone of “Siragugal Vandhadhu” echoes in the corridor. Occupant A next door. She attends the call and starts the now famous walk-while-you-talk (Thanks to Abhishek Bachan.. What an idea Sir ji!). Then comes a crude mumbo-jumbo remix of [...]


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Why are my articles so long?!

When I was in high school there was an essay competition to choose a student representative for carrying the Olympic torch as it passed through India.  The moment my dad told me about it, I started writing. I wrote 6 sides and still was a good 4 pages away from completion! That’s when my dad [...]


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Mills and Bane?

I created a record of sorts last month. I listened to a whopping number of my friends narrate stories of their love. Some of the lucky ones told me confident happily-ever-after stories, some told me they have entered into a commitment hoping for theirs and quite a few not so lucky ones told me the [...]


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Mind It!

C’mon man cough up a few bucks! – there goes the last piece of evidence you had to prove you get pocket money. Well, all for a friend. But doesn’t it get too much? Sometimes don’t you feel like saying C’mon give me a break? Friends in flesh and blood are a necessity by default. [...]


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I Was Talking To My Best Buddy

I was talking to my best buddy today. I was telling him about my life, the years I’ve come through after my school life. The way it wasn’t as good as I had expected, the way I still managed to find some friends, I went on and on about many things. He just let me [...]


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