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    A library has a billion answers

    A library has a billion answers

    I love libraries. Not because of their vast collection of books and the peaceful reading atmosphere you get. It is because they’re time machines that transport us to different eras in history. Each book holds within its pages the thoughts and footprints of brilliant minds from every century. A library serves as a sacred space…

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    The self-image we carry along in Airports

    The self-image we carry along in Airports

    Being in an airport is a big deal for the Indian middle class. We’ll get dressed like we’re going to a rich friend’s wedding reception. We’ll take so much care about how we look and the image we project. We won’t even wear comfortable clothes for the travel. Apart from the brief period we fight…

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    Waiting Rooms

    Waiting Rooms

    Waiting rooms, irrespective of their cause, make us anxious. Be it a job interview, or in front of a labour ward, or even something as simple as waiting to get some paperwork done, waiting rooms always make us anxious. Because deep down, we know that several things could go wrong before it’s our turn. Sitting…

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    Travel Teaches Us the Art of Being Human

    Travel Teaches Us the Art of Being Human

    I could see the road a few hundred meters from where I was. I heard the vehicles passing our location. The end of the journey was in sight. A hundred steps up the slope, and I’ll be there. But, I wasn’t able to move. The easy six-kilometer trek turned into a nightmare. My body doesn’t…

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    Beaches are like old monks

    Beaches are like old monks

    I’ve been to the beach at different phases of my life – when I was a kid, as a jobless graduate, in solitude, in love, in search of peace, and even after the day I lost someone dear to me. And every time, the beach embraced me. The warm sand gently hugged my toes and…