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The city’s rhythmic harmony - a
three layered harmony - has become a constant part of our lives. In its absence
one feels a void - an ear shap..
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So the ad began with a light melodious
music one that you associate with a happy family dinner on a regular evening.
With the expectation set, the..
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So after a lengthy battle between Mr. Setu Mathan and The
Central Bank (TCB), the verdict has been delivered. From today onwards, every
citizen of t..
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The bladder had reached the point of bursting.
Throwing the bag on the desk, made way - literally, by pushing people around - towards the washroom. T..
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The white cake with yellow candles glittered in the glow
of their flames. People gathered around swayed on their feet in an euphoric
state flashing ..
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The day had finally come to an end. 7 ‘o’ clock.
I picked up my bag and made way for the lift. The
artificial lights in the lobby area..
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The smogged out city looked desolate
in a forlorn way. That was not true of course. But it didn’t matter. In just a
few minutes, the multi-col..
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The mohalla had gone quiet. Once an epicentre
of uninhibited activity, it had come to a shuddering halt sometime back. From
the days of brightly lit..
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Monday: The sun is seething. And
instead of burning, it’s causing asphyxiation. Or that is what it feels like.
Inside a pool but not full of w..
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On a grey-cast monsoon morning, bathed in sweat (mine and others - ‘local’ites will know) and scolded for not yet having reached office, I..
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