Snippets from my autobiography

Generic life updates + notes for self

If you’re one of the possibly three people who check this place regularly, you might have noticed that I have been AWOL for a while. I have a host of reasons for this, with the primary one being my doing writing elsewhere and the prime one simply being lack...

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My TV-show Rhyme

This post was inspired one of the sitcoms I watch Though it really sucks, the latest episode kicked it up a notch. The lines rhymed throughout, for you see. And that, you might know, is right up my alley! If you’ve watched this episode you might know what it...

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Today I Made Lemonade

Regret is a powerful thing. It’s heavy, and it pulls you down in more ways than you can even comprehend. Think of all the bad decisions you’ve made- from that extravagant, non-refundable purchase, to a bad relationship, to not working out the past week. Life is full of regrets....

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What kids giveth, kids taketh away

Having a sister who is 6 years younger has many disadvantages. She can be a complete nuisance and destroy your favorite book when you refuse to let her chew on your year-end project. But you can also bend her nubile mind to your will. Not only can you make her...

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Dysfunctional bats today

Today, I decided to test if it was safe for me to sit on a two wheeler. (Background info: I recently had a surgery on my lower back.) My dad decided to take me out on a short drive nearby. I’m in Coimbatore now, and our home is very...

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Sisterly drama

Having a younger sister has its perks. You can place the blame on the little kid for your preteen mischiefs, and use her as a pretext to buy more ice cream. But the real trouble starts when your adorable little sister suddenly turns into an annoying brat that wants...

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Ambling life’s big troubles

Following a rapid sequence of events which would make great fodder for another, exhilaratingly long blog post, I’ve ended up in India again, this time for a few months. Of all the god-forsaken places, I’ve ended up in Coimbatore. Don’t get me wrong, CBE is not that bad. That’s...

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Traffic cops really do like girls

I was moving out of  NYC (no, not Manhattan, but lousy Queens, which is as good as being in a corner of Andheri. But that’s a story for later) after two and a half wonderful years spent it traveling by super efficient trains. Which means I needed a car....

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Being typecast and other preteen troubles

I was bitten by the acting bug very early in life. Well, I was thrust on stage by teachers in schools. You see, I was a fair girl in remote towns in Tamil Nadu. My nickname for a really long time was vella ponnu – white girl. That’s how my teachers...

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I, Grope, Rape, and the Indian Police

The first time I was touched, I was all of six years old. My then-best friend used to go back home in an auto rickshaw, and I, in a van. We used to play outside school while we waited with the other kids to go home. One day, my...

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