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It’s very bad luck to kill a Cobra

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“It’s very bad luck”, my grandfather said solemnly at tea time one day, “to kill a Cobra.” As a compassionate little girl who deeply believed that everything alive had a right to live, I was firmly behind the principle of his statement, but wondered aloud where the luck part of it came into it. I had a vague idea that…

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Oversimplifying

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It’s finally happened. The Indian government appears to be doing a China┬áand have blocked a number of websites that contain ISIS content;┬áthis is hot on the heels of all the reports of some young men┬árunning off to Syria to join ISIS and fight amongst them in their ranks. I’m not sure if these websites contain ISIS propaganda, or if they’re…

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The Terror In Your Bones

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I can sense the terror in your bones. You had it all figured out. You made all the right decisions. You came out swinging, with every turn, because that’s who you were. You did all the right things. There isn’t a single person out there who could fault you, because your actions were faultless. And then, one day, while you…

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Life And Other Updates

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I know, I know, I know. It’s been a long time since I last updated. I’m sorry. I’ve been busy with so much, and I’ve been dealing with a lot. I posted a while back about my health scare. It’s┬ánot┬ácancer, but nobody knows what it is either. I’ve been poked and prodded to within an inch of my life, and…

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The New Normal

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It was a sitcom that started like many others; an adorable couple in love at the centre of it, surrounded by a cast of family and close friends, each with their own quirks. I watched the first episode out of curiosity; I wasn’t sure if I would like it or not. Once I did watch it, I set my DVR…

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Dented, Painted, Indian, Woman

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I am all of it. I am dented by life; I am forever changed by the experiences I have had. I have been shaped as I have lived, for I have embraced life. The lessons learned were sometimes not learned, and so the learning of them was harder; my self was moulded, over and over; my heart was broken and…

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Summer 2012

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Oh, I detest the summer. One walks around in as little as decently possible while trying to move as little as possible. As the days have been getting hotter and hotter my dreams of escaping this horrible tropical hell and moving to a cooler climate where it won’t hurt to cuddle my cats (yes, really; I haven’t been able to…

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Name Your Source!

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It’s time, dear readers, for you to read about one of my pet peeves. I was meandering around Facebook today when a certain eco-friendly eco-education eco-resource page that I ‘like’ happened to post this picture with the caption: Communities protesting power giants in India. Naturally, because I am me, I looked at that image with a fair amount of scepticism.…

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Two Homes

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For some reason, people think it’s incredibly romantic when I tell them that my soul belongs to two countries. It’s hard for people to understand that I don’t belong in terms of nationality, either. In terms of nationality, I am all Indian. It’s incredibly difficult to straddle continents the way I do, for when I am in one country my…

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