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Isn't it more than often that we plan an escapade from the sheer madness that the cities are? Far away from the hustle and bustle, the dust, the pace, the lifestyle and everything that overwhelms us from time to time. To a quieter place maybe? Where you can hear the streams flow, birds singing and live in the lap of…

They say that if you truly want something, the entire universe conspires to help you achieve it. But here's the catch. Perhaps the universe doesn't work like a clairvoyant. Perhaps it cannot read minds. Perhaps it only catches signals. Signals of honest attempts and relentless efforts. Perhaps it sees us trying and failing, picking ourselves up over again, dusting away…

“You’re a warrior. Warriors don’t give up and they don’t back down. Pick up your sword and fight.” This is a line that will always remind me of this wonderful person I'd met a year back. I still remember the day. It was 11th December 2017. I was waiting in the surgical ward of a renowned hospital in Johor Bahru,…

It shook me like a bad dream. I remember going through days, just hoping that it isn't real and anxious that any moment then, I would get a call or a text and it would all be better for good. I remember crying myself to sleep every single night and being scared of falling asleep, dreading my own dreams. I…

'It is both a blessing and a curse' he said, 'to be you'. I was almost caught off-guard by what he said. 'Your generation' he went on 'is flooded with options, opinions and access, to anything and everything at your fingertip' but the issue my child is 'you are lost, there is knowledge explosion and nobody knows what to consume…

“At the stroke of the midnight hour, as the world sleeps...” a loudspeaker chirped somewhere outside. A nation was being born, the doctor informed us silently in stark darkness as it was probably an unwanted child. I was sitting right in the labour room listening to the suppressed moaning and despair of my motherland, somewhere on the newly drafted border…

I remember 2009, when maasi used to drag me along to Karol Bagh, Delhi to buy me gifts without any reason. Because, aren't aunts the most adorable ever? And me being extremely fond of this particular aunt, I was plain biased about her. (For who wouldn't love her with all the pampering and gifts!) But then for almost the next…

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