Tag Archives: Aurangabad

Aurangabad’s charms

Aurangabad is a dusty little town, sitting in the heart of Maharashtra and serving as the gateway to the deeply historic Ajanta and Ellora caves. For most visitors, this is the main purpose of Aurangabad, as the hub spot to … Continue reading

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In absentia

Hello, hello. It’s been a while. As I stare at the blank slate, I feel nervous. I have disappeared from you, my friends, for months without notice. How do I show my face again, I wonder. Will you want to … Continue reading

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A wide space to roam

In Aurangabad, there is space. Open, wide, free-flowing space. I don’t have to stretch my eyes beyond tall buildings that scrape the sky to greet the life-giving sun. No, here, they are still squat, no more than 6 or 7 … Continue reading

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A little generosity, unexpectedly

The thing I’ve noticed about a place like Aurangabad is that, in some ways, it’s still a simple place, belonging to an older era, when people had time for each other and had big enough hearts that led them to … Continue reading

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Am I in a town or city?

Is Aurangabad a city? I was asked the other day by a friend who lives in one. Not exactly, I said, though it’s not really such a small town anymore either. That got me thinking. What makes a city? Of … Continue reading

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Hello, world, says Aurangabad’s first international film festival

Witnessing a birth is always inspiring. Yesterday, the Aurangabad International Film Festival was launched, ready to showcase 16 films from across the globe over four days. I was at the festival’s inauguration, and saw its proud parents eagerly showing off … Continue reading

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The uncomfortable presence of a farmer in a city

It was a few minutes before 9 am, and I loitered outside the local kirana (grocery), waiting for it to open. At that hour, when the world was just about getting going in a small town like Aurangabad, a couple … Continue reading

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