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She was sitting at her table by the window. Her books spread out in front. A pen in her hand for making notes. She’s working hard, trying to concentrate, but her mind just wouldn’t let her. She was back in her room after ten days. Ten days that she hadn’t realised would be life-changing, only she wanted to be in denial. ~~~ A month back, everything was going as per her plan. Vidya was preparing for her management entrance examination,…
A lilting soulful song falls on the ears The hands and feet start to change gears The body begins to sway and move with the song Within moments I find myself dancing along There is a connection between music and dance At every turn of note the heart wants to prance The feet wants to grab every rhythm at every chance No feeling of tiredness, I just want to advance An unparallel joy, dance brings about With a happy broad…
And Ma Durga has come down to earth with her children again... here are some favourite stories about the children.…
reposting a lovely iraqi jewish recipe since it's jewish high holy days time and sukkoth is round the corner.…
sarees tell stories
a saree not so pretty, and a lady who came to mean courage
Posted on August 13, 2019
sarees, the word conjures an image of colours, bold and bright, swathes of rich fabric, motifs and intricate weave... but not all sarees are like that.…
Mr. Brown was farsighted, a condition commonly referred to by an ophthalmologist as Hyperopia. That word, however, would have been at odds with Mr. Brown. No one could possibly link the meticulous and methodical man with anything remotely hyper. Every morning, without fail, he would sit up in his bed, turn off the alarm, and take in the steady never changing sight of the row of tall pine trees that lined his backyard fence. Mr. Brown had picked this house…
