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Letter 21 – what no one tells teenage girls about falling for someone
Dear Daughter, There is a phrase you have grown up hearing – in films, in songs, in the conversations of older cousins at family gatherings. I love you. Three words that carry, depending on who says them and when, the weight of… Continue reading
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Letter 20 – Not everyone who calls you friend, means it
You’re almost there. In few months, you’ll be living with strangers, eating meals with people whose last names you don’t know yet, and trying to figure out which corridor leads to which classroom while pretending you already know. It will… Continue reading
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Letter 18 – The real freedom is having a choice
Dear Daughter, The world you’re growing up in is better than the one I grew up in, which was better than the one before that. But don’t let that fool you into thinking the work is done. Even today, in… Continue reading
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Letter 17 – Its time..to spread your wings
Dear Daughter, I still remember the day I dropped you to school for the first time. I don’t think I had ever felt that kind of fear before. My heart was sinking at the thought of you managing alone –… Continue reading
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Letter 11 – Relationship with Self
Before you can build good relationships with others, you need to understand your body, mind, and values. A mother’s letter on self-acceptance, identity, and learning to truly know yourself. Continue reading
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Journey, Destination and Destiny…
Nostalgia hits you hard when you least expect it. That lump in the throat. That faint smile. That flash of memory that takes you decades back. Recently, I took a train journey again – something I hadn’t done in years.It… Continue reading
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Cookie box and childhood..
Yaadein cookies ke box ki tarah hoti hain. Ek baar dibba khula toh sirf ek cookie nahi kha paoge… (Memories are like a box of cookies. Once you open it, you can’t stop at just one). For me, Hyderabad is… Continue reading
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Quiet beauty of early mornings..
Have you ever noticed the quiet beauty of early mornings? When I step out before the city fully wakes up, it’s the small, subtle signs of life already in motion that catches my attention:A woman unlocking her shop shuttersA man… Continue reading
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Rakshabandhan and memories…
Rakshabandhan, every year, arrives like a joyful reminder that the most magical time of the year is here – the festival season, stretching from August to November. This year, it will run right through October. As I slowly begin to… Continue reading
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Look up…
Travel makes you notice things which you wouldn’t otherwise but only if you look out of the window. Every time I’m in Mumbai, the long commutes give me that time. Four buses filled with children – probably heading to a… Continue reading
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