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I’m still waiting, my son

I carried you in my womb; I nursed you on my bosom I nurtured you, I tended to you and I cared for you. You grew to be a strapping youth of kind heart & reason You made my heart swell with pride and joy, long due.   Then you …

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The wanton rains

They came just as I was to leave, those torrential Mumbai rains. I had gone to such lengths to dress up, they ruined my pains. Despondently I peered out of the window, praying them to stop. Damn! They bore down on earth steady, packed quite a wallop.   He would …

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I miss dinner table conversations

I remember a time when dinners used to center on conversations; When Dinner table conversations would bring families together, And when what was spoken at the table used to be way more Important than what was being eaten. Food was for the soul then.   That was a time when …

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