Continued from My Friend Mani We went to Mani’s home next evening. We took chocolates and a couple of board games for his two children-
I really don’t want to talk about Mani. But I must talk about him. I feel compelled to tell the story- and to tell it
Sid Balachandran hardly needs an introduction. Chances are, if you are in the market for quality reading and edge-of-the-seat fiction, you’ve come across Sid’s blog
I don’t know why I have come into the garden today. Everyday when I return from training, I go straight upstairs. Today, I didn’t. Instead
The Earth (ground) is a leveler. It has the ability to absorb as well as to exude energy. It can absorb negative energy
Festivals are not dates on the calendar; they happen when your family comes home. When they are far from you, you may remain in touch
I had been married three years on that sultry June afternoon. Delhi and I had come to the conclusion that we couldn’t get along. We
She had me at hello! Rachna, I mean. She had me at hello, lock stock and barrel. I’ve happily stayed ‘got’ ever since. She ‘gets’
A close friend shared this video a short while ago. [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wSVYvUHg4UA&w=560&h=315] The video triggered a few questions within me. I would like to leave them
The story is old but timeless, as all good stories must be. There was nothing distinguishing, let alone spectacular, about those two girls. They lived
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