It was circa 1984…I was standing in the balcony,gushing over tall, talcum powdered, teen-aged school girls,bantering......

I don’t like red, the mushy insides of a watermelon, Palash, Modar...

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Editor’s Comment. A testimony to elemental courage, and the gruesome challenges, that such courage overcomes. The......

when his father died my father stood by the tv and laughed at repeats...

We tell her she’s holdingthe handset upside-down She rotates it 180º, thenanother 180, wires tangled still......

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