Monthly Archives: April 2015

Stolen snatches of childhood

Posted on April 25, 2015 by Archana

The street kid knocked on the driver’s window on the car in front of me. The traffic light was red, and we were all his captives, if just for a few minutes. He wore Messi’s football jersey, in the Argentinian … Continue reading →

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People are messy

Posted on April 5, 2015 by Archana

One time, a long time ago, I was in an inconsolable state. Someone I liked must have done or said something mean, and my rational mind couldn’t grasp why. After patiently trying out some theories as explanations, my friend, in … Continue reading →

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