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The Magic of the Indian Summer - Mangoes. Watermelons. Litchis. Pastel shades of cotton, Lucknowi chikankari clothing. Desert coolers. Khus flavoured water from a matka. The smell of fre...

Danger Baby rides again - Our baby has an insatiable appetite fordanger. We didn't find out about Junior's mile-wide daredevil streak untila few weeks ago when he started to crawl...

8th November 2011 - What is a Financial Bail-Out ? To a simple mind, this is it. It is a slow day in a damp little Irish town. The rain is beating down harshly, and all the s...

Being a woman - He: hey She: Hey!!! Have been waiting to hear from you How have you been? He: good She: That's good to know Are you busy? I could always talk to you...

Utrecht - City of dreams. Fount of poetic imagination. Beauty that can inspire divine music. None of these describes Utrecht, which is like any other Dutch city. It...

- Found a collection of some 2-4 line marathi poems that i had written almost 5 years ago! I hope to revive that talent in me once more!! "तुझ्याविना रात्र...

Meet my old friend - Lifehouse was my constant friend through my teenage angst-ridden years. Unfortunately life got in the way and broke my connection with the band. My musical...

Letters from the Seven Sisters... 1 - ML 01 - It's barely been 48 hours since I left home and already I've crossed so many state boundaries I feel like a fugitive on the run!! To be very *very*honest I ...