Delhi
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Within months of being in Ayemenem, I turned into a part of its landscape–a wild child with calloused feet who knew every hiddenth path and shortcut in the village that led to the river. I lived outdoors and went home as seldom as possible. Arundhati Roy In her memoir Mother Mary Comes to Me, Arundhati…
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A review of the novel, “The Loneliness of Sonia and Sunny”, capturing the details of the latter chapters. Understand the journey of the protagonists by going through this review.
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It’s only at the crack of dawn that I sleep these days, There’s meditative silence resonating peace all around, A stream of moonlight peeks through the open window, Maybe it’s just the incandescent bulb flickering in my neighborhood, I finally let my tired hair fall on my shoulder, To be caressed by my childlike fingers…
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Life has changed or transformed drastically and unimaginably ever since the threat of coronavirus swept across the world. It has been almost a week since I last went out like before. Though I love being alone and away from people, this change is involuntary and unimaginable for me. I am just trying to be optimistic…
