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Monthly Archives: March 2015
Tongue-tied at “What’s new?”
“What’s new?” Those 2.5 words stop me cold every time they are uttered. My brain short-circuits, I can hear the crackle and sputter of my neural network, unable to fire. It’s like Homer Simpson’s head, the words bounce around an … Continue reading
Posted in human behaviour
Tagged experience, greetings, reflecting, reflections, social talk
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Getting closer to nirvana
It was my birthday over the weekend, and despite having done it 41 times, and despite knowing that every other person on the planet has one too, it continues to feel like the most important day of the year, one … Continue reading
Posted in Growing up global
Tagged apologies, birthdays, introspection, jazzfm91, mangoes, nirvana, pets, self-awareness, self-obsession
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Disappointment is for the birds
The bird’s call rang out in the late afternoon sky. Hoo-ou-ou, hoo-ou-ou. The air swelled with anticipation. It trilled again. Hoo-ou-ou, hoo-ou-ou. The sweet question evaporated into the vastness. Who was the bird calling out to? It certainly seemed like … Continue reading
Journey to an ancestral home, part 2
Mornings were magical in Mudgal. It’s true, the sun rises everywhere and we all see the wonder of daybreak from wherever we are. But, in Mudgal, dawn was special. I threw the rough, fibrous blanket off me, rubbing my cheeks … Continue reading
Posted in Growing up global
Tagged ancestral home, cattle, farms, mornings, mothers, Mudgal, village
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Journey to an ancestral home
I waited at the traffic signal. It had been a long week, and now, the city insisted on stretching it out with a light that was interminably resting on red. I sighed and looked around me. Concrete apartment blocks stood … Continue reading
Posted in Growing up global
Tagged ancestral home, buffaloes, cattle, city life, Mudgal, old world, village
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