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PARK MUSINGS

The beautiful, green park stretched out in front of our city-weary eyes. ( Isn’t a park supposed to be green, the reader might ask. 960 more words

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what the kerfluffle?

with the current round of the arcade winding down to its last few days… i’ve been trying my hand at grabbing those last few things that we so *desperately* need. 149 more words

Vixxie Vultee

Angst

Angst

It was bitterly cold outside. The rain continued its cold, unfeeling drizzle. It clouded the skies and soaked one to the marrow. Moreover, the sharp wind cut through, sending shivers down rain-drenched bodies. 707 more words

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Please Teacher, may I …….?

Please Teacher, may I …….?

This is a common question or rather plea expressed by countless children across the world, as they start their schooling. “Please Teacher/ Sir/ Miss, May I go to the toilet/ bathroom?” In fact, I still remember drilling into my niece and daughter the importance of visiting this sacrosanct place at least twice during the school time and added admonitions not to hold in till the last minute. 680 more words

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A Pleasant Interlude

A pleasant interlude

 It is already 2 p.m and all of us are starving. The girls have polished off the last lone biscuit. Lunch has not yet arrived. 407 more words

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A VILLAGE TRIP

A VILLAGE TRIP

My daughter had an all-consuming desire to visit a “proper village” – a desire  fuelled after a disastrous visit to a farmhouse which was just an acre or so of near-barren land, spotted with a few trees, thorny briars and a muddy pool boasting  a few brown ducks. 840 more words

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