Mournful silence pervaded the room. The gloom was palpable. The sole bread earner had gone, leaving a pile of debts for the living. The gloom was not so much for the loss of a human being as it was at the thought of clearing the debts. Life had become a punishment.
Death a reward.
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Wednesday, October 7, 2009
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Grandmothers
Grandmothers are the pioneering influencers. I realised this after reading 'PapaMa's portrait' authored by my daughter Snehal A ...
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Brighton, England is a vibrant seaside city located on the south coast of England, in the county of East Sussex. Known for its bohemian ...
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And the baby has arrived. A new journey begins as I sit astride my Royal steed and thump my way gently to destinations far and near...
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We went on a day trip to Bruges from Ghent as it was just around fifty kilometres away that could be covered in an hour. Bruges, often ref...