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Back home, touching your elders’ feet means seeking their blessings. You bow down, sometimes partially to only reach their knees out of laziness and sometimes completely to touch both their feet with both your palms, they place their right hand on your head and whisper the sweetest blessings.If it is your birthday, they wish you…
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Why does heartbreak make us so bitter? So petty? Vindictive?Once we get hostile from all the anger, where does all the love go? Mehdi Hassan plays faintly in the background as I sit in the dark. The whisky crawls through my veins, numbing the noises in my head and making the tips of my fingers…
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I recently finished my honours programme at university. It was a 5-month long course for which 20 students were chosen. Starting from the selection process until our final symposium a few days ago, everything in honours was linked to storytelling. Stories were the central theme of the programme: Europe and its Stories for the first…
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On some days life seems unreal, love is endless, and dreams are all so tangible. You wake up on the right side of the bed. The sun is shining and you can hear birds chirping. Your skin is glowing from the skincare last night and your coffee is ready exactly when your bread pops out…
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How necessary was it for the Ram Mandir to have been built exactly on that spot? If Ram is everywhere then why did the Hindus need a temple precisely on that spot? I am a practising Sanatani living in the Netherlands. They have Hindu temples here that are open to masses on the weekends and…
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In Hindu households, when someone departs from this universe to be one with god, all the loved ones are asked to take a shower- head to toe.It is part of the last rites.You have to wash your hair, scrub your skin and wipe off all and any residue of the one who has left.Their touch,…
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I turned 21 this month. I am officially a full time adult and I am so scared of how much life is going to happen in the next 10 years. I am scared and I am struggling. I wonder if you are still allowed to call your mum at all minor inconveniences even after you’re…
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Deliberating what love is on the red couch in my kitchen as my friend cooks dinner He is twenty-six and waiting for his one true loveA clean slate for his wife to paint in any and every shade she likesHe will get marriedHe has imagined an entire life and carefully curated this timeline27: marriage 29:…
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You sent this to me at 4am on the night we broke upWith a painful smile I replied- “I still have your blue shirt”And then I waited.I waited for you to come knocking at my doorFor your blue checkered shirt, but you never turned up.Maybe it was too uncomfortable outsideMaybe it got coldOr started raining,…
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I love you.Three words, eight letters and a whole lot of subtext.Jackie Shroff once claimed that the word love has not much value;One says I love my mom and then says I love these shoesHow can you feel the same feeling for a pair of Jordans and the woman who gave you life?But Yoko Ono…
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