Nostalgia and Memories
Some memories don’t just belong to one person – they belong to a whole generation. If these resonate with you, you are my tribe!
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Lights. Laughter. Love.
Durga Puja. Every year, these two words transport me back to the cherished memories of my childhood in Jagdishpur. There’s something about the places where we grow up—they become a part of us, forever etched in our hearts. Jagdishpur, a… Continue reading
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I Love You Rasna
In the summers, my brother and I had just one goal while reaching home. To open the fridge, put two ice cubes in a glass, put water, and add Rasna to quench our thirst. It was like a ritual. But there… Continue reading
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An encounter with Tiger…
For the 1st time, I was entering deep into the Jungle. Suddenly, the guide yelled, from that side! I couldn’t round up my head on what was happening.And then my husband told me, “You are going to witness one of… Continue reading
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I used to bleat like a goat and say “Meinnnn!”
Every festival has its rituals and for us, Makar Sankranti was about sacrificing a goat. My brother would do the sacrificing and I had to bleat like a goat and say “Meinnnn!” Though this goat was made up of sesame… Continue reading
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21 years ago, I hid something from my mom…
21 years ago, I hid something from my mom.After a few months, she found out.But what followed afterward, shook me to the core… It was the month of August and I was in class 4th. I had started disliking Maths… Continue reading
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Girl hitting a Six…
Early 90s it was. Two teams of 12-13 year olds were playing cricket in school. One of them hit the ball and it went straight for the boundary. But something was different. They were all girls! When I was transferred… Continue reading
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