The transformation
According to mother, I was exceedingly fond of milk as a toddler. Milk in the morning, mid-morning, noon, evening and …
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Coached to catch
One day, years back, the bored Second Born, with no one to practice with, decided to rope me in to …
That stuck-up kid
People construe the demeanor of another to mean different things. Shyness, arrogance, sadness, guilt, indifference, cunning, pride, you name it. …
A run in the rain
Did I tell you about the time I took mother to get a new Aadhaar card? It turned out to …
No laughing matter, and yet…
It is no laughing matter and yet there I was laughing while on my way to the grocery store. I …
