Walk in the park

          On a clean and nippy Sunday morning With the morning mist-fresh as dew I set out, battling the ubiquitous traffic,…

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Train-tracks in a pickle

Traintracks in a pickle Wonder why railway lines exist, if only to be used sparingly? As they say in hindi “aachar daalna hai kya”? ”…

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This land, our own

This land- our own? by Aina Rao | Feb 11, 2017 | Every now and then comes a post that shakes you and makes you…

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A happy mother’s day

A happy mother’s day!    This mother’s day, for some reason, a thought came to mind- what about all the mothers out there who are struggling…

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The Flavours of Service

The Flavours of Service….   The last week was a different one. I got to taste many flavours of something for the first time. It…

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This land- our own?

Every now and then comes a post that shakes you and makes you want to cry. A 2 year old who wants to die as…

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Shame on you Shoma

The Tarun Saga is nearing its logical conclusion. Tarun goes behind bars ? Waiting and watching with bated breaths to see what happens next. But,…

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Amblingindian nuggets on life – on ego

It feels so much lighter to travel around without an ego. Feeling light as an ant, who dilligently carries out her chores , without a…

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