The Lives Others Live
Iām trying to get myself through the writerās block moment for more than an hour. The unstill thoughts crowd my mind but are still not able to pick up that one thread that would connect my mind to yours. Do…
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Iām trying to get myself through the writerās block moment for more than an hour. The unstill thoughts crowd my mind but are still not able to pick up that one thread that would connect my mind to yours. Do…
Read moreI still remember being embarrassed at the term āGuruā being prefixed to my fatherās name. āWhy couldnāt he have a normal name like all the girls in the boarding school?ā, I would question myself confusingly. āGuruā sounded so self-conceited, awkward,…
Read moreWhatever women do, they must do twice as well as men to be thought half as good. Luckily this is not difficult!Charlotte Whitton Iām writing this blog to introduce to my relatives and friends a young Sodhi Girl, Saina, who…
Read moreSuper-Sensitive Issue! I need to speak in a meticulously measured tone because I would not have the bleakest of support even from my close friends and family quarters on this. I do not have a well-defined and technical understanding of…
Read moreIt was 7:50 am on a Wednesday morning. I must have slept through the entire journey from my home to Pothimala in Guru Har Sahai. Waking up to a sudden thud that felt like a flight roughing through a bad…
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