Monday, February 25, 2013
The King of Patiala and the Horse Riders
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The King of Patiala was taking his usual morning stroll in the royal garden. The interior affairs minister, a short rash guy came running ...
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Sunday, February 24, 2013
Travelling light. .
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I went to the Kochi Muziris Biennale yesterday and I did not take a camera with me. What is the big deal you may ask. Photography is one...
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Wednesday, December 26, 2012
Over a Cup of Coffee
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"I came here just because my mother forced me.” Sarah said as she sat down in front of Karthik. Not even a smile, he noticed. They w...
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Saturday, November 17, 2012
God's sense of humour!
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Some of my close friends would know that I consider myself as linguistically challenged. At any given point of time I can learn/talk/underst...
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Friday, October 19, 2012
Be a rebel. .
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(Author's note: Violent theme ahead) “Be a rebel” I told myself. Rebel would be the last word someone would associate with me. I wa...
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Monday, October 8, 2012
At the Crossroads
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John stood at the crossroad. The junction. He looked at the sign board. From the distance it looked so perfect but only when he got clo...
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Friday, September 7, 2012
Walking under the Umbrella
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“Oh god, please take care of her. She is weak and badly hurt. I know I was the sole reason for what happened to her but lord you know how i...
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