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The statement you had to hear was “You make your clothes so dirty”… what were we supposed to do, stop the rain, barricade the wind, what were we, Supermen from Krypton.
Undoing of Rebel The comments I make could be considered by many as sacrilege. But before that an anecdote here. In Pune, we have a place called Koregaon Park, wherein many oddities of culture survive. It is in this area where during the late nineties and early noughts you could find Kinetic Honda vehicles with …
I don’t know how many of you were dragged to your cousins’ marriages. As a child, those were the things I hated the most. To attend a wedding where you don’t know anyone, and just need to be present since it’s a must. I still don’t get it; why should a child attend a marriage …
