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Epilogue - Celebrations//Epic//Thoughts
Erroneous Newspaper Reports - Inconsistency in Newspaper Reporting
Law and Dis- orders of the Society - The Obsolete Judiciary System
Medicinal Facts - Science//Research//Facts
Daily Archives: May 13, 2010
A Gift for “My Dad”; I love
I feel so sorry that “my” Dad missed out on an opportunity of claiming mom’s Peerless Amount of Rs.4.96 lacs. Continue reading →
An Ode of Respect for Dad..
The feelings emotions that I harbored for him for close to 3 decades, is now due for a major spill over. For all the words that became dumb and all great respect that I could not bestow upon him because of his being absconding, and that he still is; I owe him this, it is due to him— Continue reading →
Giving Back at the Atrocities- An Initiation
To be able to trace my Dad’s whereabouts after he had abandoned me & mom in 1989 was nothing short of a miracle. I had practically lost my sleep & appetite over & just been focusing on finding his whereabouts. They say Thoughts do create vibrations in the Universe to achieve the Level of your Energies. Keeping up my faith was all I could. Continue reading →
Scars of early Mishaps- II
I would often wonder when this whole episode would last till. A classmate who sat behind my seat tried to scare me for a small piece of chocolate. Mom had advised me against carrying that darn piece of bar to school. “If you don’t share the chocolate with me, I would ride my bike on you when I grow up..!”, he said. “Well, you need to grow up 1st”, said I and soiled my teeth brown with the cocoa bar while he watched me empty the 5star wrapper. Continue reading →
Scars of the early Mishaps- I
Once all three of us were walking by the lane. My mom wore a Dark Magenta Silk Saree with Huge Black motifs, I was on my dad’s lap. Oh I loved it. This was my pre- school days. I happen to crave for an ice- cream & my dad bought a raspberry candy. Continue reading →