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Then, and Now

Wednesday, March 29, 2006

Then, she was two years old. You were 26. Travelling abroad, alone for the first time. Her father had a thousand instructions, “Keep your eyes on the bags – Bombay airport is dangerous.. Hold on to her, she’s a kid – she’ll just wander off with a stranger..”
Knowing him, I’m sure he sent you a [...]

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A Very Warm Day

Sunday, March 19, 2006

It was a very warm day. Too early for summer. She dreaded what summer would be like. Already the cooler was running, the fan was on 5 and she felt hot and uncomfortable. The room smelled of dust. Dust everywhere. In the crevices of the keyboard, on top of everything. It felt like living in [...]

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Through an Open Window

Tuesday, October 18, 2005

The trouble with everything is that it starts out so romantically in your head. The idea of lounging endlessly on a beach chair, watching time go by in the company of lime mint coolers and tall palms.
Sitting on the steps of a train compartment at 5 am in the morning. Feeling the wind rush by [...]

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