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Aiyoo Shardha! Nileema was in a dilemma. The kitchen sink was over flowing with dishes, the khichdi was uncooked, the washing machine...

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The wind blows in through the open window. I sashay past the ivory chest of drawers, running one pointed finger along the...

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Anand Niwas, 1980. I find myself seated at the breakfast table in our modest one- bedroom- converted- to -two bedroom flat. Clang....

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He loves me, he loves me not, he loves me, he loves that slut, he loves me... Whatever does he see in...

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"Oof, ugh, Maria, must you pull those laces so hard?", I asked my handmaid, crossly. "S-sorry, M'Lady, but your Father, Lord Merry,...

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“Come on, Anna. Let's go! There is a party tonight and you know what that means.” I joined my girl gang comprising...

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