The steam wafted up to my nose as I lifted the lid of the fish curry that bubbled and boiled in the clay pot – bringing nostalgic memories of my home...
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It’s been a while since I penned down my thoughts. I’d been too preoccupied since this pandemic had started and is juggling between various responsib...
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I was having my breakfast on the couch, browsing through fb when a friends’ post caught my attention. Her post was about racism against Muslims and h...
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Driving on 4th ring road to take road no 602 to Jleeb, I cribbed about the traffic, the rush, the madness and the undisciplined driving due to which ...
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I remember my childhood days in a little village in India, where we celebrated the “Poorams” and “Ultasavams” (Malayalam :- Meaning :Celebratory and ...
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It’s been a while since I sat down to pen down a part of my life and published it. It feels strange now as all I’ve penned earlier were inspirational...
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Sometimes you write, but you can’t send it out for publishing as you don’t feel it’s time yet. But now, 3 years down the line, I feel it is time.. it...
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Come with me to the times before I became mamma to Lil Eva.
Come with me to the times before I was Mrs. Nancy Vijo.
Come with me to the times b...
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September 18, 2013
KPTC Bus stop in Hawally, 3rd Ring Road, Besides Direct Aid Office and American Universal School.
7:10 am
I walk as fast as m...
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I always noticed “him” in Muthanna Complex in Salhiya - mop in hand smiling at all the lil kids who come to Muthanna nursery on the 1st floor on the ...
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I was traveling down the Gulf Road, in front of Sief Palace. Where once a were beautiful natural round about with palm trees, was now artwork – with ...
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When my phone connection went dead for a week, my parents conveyed to all those who enquired - "They're off again " and Yes!!! We Were - off to 3 of ...
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