*******A Picnic At Kregnaino********
*******A picnic at Kregnaino******** When I was in school, picnics were a part of routine activity. I am not sure if the present-day children know the meaning of this word, but to us, it used to bring an immense thrill. It was customary for the school administrations to take the children to picnics at least…
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The Tamarind Pips
The Tamarind Pips I don’t know whether young girls indeed crave for sour things while approaching puberty or it’s age old adage. Does it help them contain their urges they have little control over or does it fire those is also beyond my knowledge and do they ever have such urges is what I wonder…
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CALLERS AT NIGHT
CALLERS AT NIGHT In 1950s when I was a child, the day routines of the people were synchronized with Sunset and Sun Rise. Our father would strictly adhere to it. After sunset was a curfew hour for us children but that wasn’t necessary because we couldn’t dare to go out to test our liberties at…
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Games We Played.
We were far less in number from the times when our parents were kids. My maternal grandmother gave birth to eight children, which weren’t too many then, but one of my uncles and an aunt were younger to their nephew. Yes, the first born (son) of our eldest maternal aunt is elder to one of…
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DRAWSTRING DRAMA
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Free Lunch At Chaat Shops- Remembering Shimla
Free Lunch At Chaat Shops Jaikishen was a Kashmiri boy, fair complexioned, rosy cheeks, green eyes and golden hair. He looked cute and harmless but looks can be deceptive. He was my classmate and my fair weather friend, like most of the classmates are in school days. One day at lunch break I found my…
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