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Boredom is the ultimate teacher.
I started this weekend with a morning dose of "unrequited love" via a recently released Hindi flick. Keeping aside my not-so-favourable opinion on the quality of the movie, it made me reflect on how m...
My best friend texted me in the evening to say she had a surprise for me. But instead we talked about the ingredients I should use to make vegetarian French toasts. For the next five minutes, our What...
Thank the people who didn't believe in you. Yes, that includes the fifth grade teacher who told your parents you wouldn't amount to much, and the ex-boyfriend who said he was the only person who could love you.
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A photo posted by MOTIVATIONAL SPEAKER (@kingnahh) on Aug 2, 2016 at 6:14am PDT Nyeeam Hudson may only be 10 years old but he probably has much more wisdom than many adults. Under the moniker King...
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When I was little, my father made sure that I had everything I wanted, from Naturo candy bars to colourful storybooks. Every night, we would sit for hours and talk about my day at school, his favourite Indian comedy shows or my fights with my brother.
I would have scoffed at the person who had told me a year back that this is where I would be today -- confident, doing what I love doing and doing it successfully. Change is what creeps up on us unannounced, especially when we are stuck in a rut, and struggling. Who we are and what we will be is decided by how we react to change.
He rarely left his room, drinking throughout the night. Yet he would be cold sober and sharp during the day, reading relentlessly and listening to Led Zeppelin on his gramophone. He would smile and say that he would leave his books to me. I cherish the beautiful ramblings of his poetry and prose he scribbled on loose sheets of paper, now yellowed and frayed, but the fountain pen ink, surprisingly, still not faded. As if his blood still flows brightly and restlessly in the words.
The other day, as I took stock of my preferences and peeves, I ended up jotting this list of 30 things that to me indicated that I had truly arrived, mentally and physically, into my 30s. Have you too? Use this checklist to find out!
He's wearing something you would see on a model at a fashion show. Suspenders and a broach over a crisp button-down navy blue shirt. Paired well with refined wing cap brogues, a shade of dark chestnut, with tan shoelaces- wait, is he wearing a bow tie? Yes. He's wearing a bow tie. What do gay men do best? They accessorize. But it's not caricaturish, like how it is in the movies or Armistead Maupin novels.
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He was the son of the police barrack's dhobi , a couple of years older than me and my best buddy. Why? Because he treated me at par with the guys and called me "choto babu" (i.e. "Little Master", if literally translated from Oriya) and not "choto didi", as girls are normally addressed, mind you!
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Actresses in Bollywood often have to walk the tightrope between being interesting enough for fans and yet remaining uncontroversial and, therefore, likeable. Honesty about their own weaknesses, especi...
When I met her, I was the clingy girl who needed to please and stay in the shadow. I did not have the self-esteem or courage that I have today. In the garb of a friend, she was my teacher and I mostly played the obedient pupil.