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This is a sponsored post. However, all opinions are entirely my own. We drive to most of the places, always. Because road trips are always so much fun. You get to take a break and relax when you want to and you needn’t stick to a perfectly tailored itinerary. It is …
Title: Exile – A Memoir Author: Taslima Nasrin No: of Pages:336 Genre: Autobiography Blurb: On 22 November 2007, the city of Kolkata came to a rude, screeching halt as a virulent mob of religious fanatics took to the streets. Armed with a fatwa from their ideologues, the mob demanded that Taslima Nasrin leave …
It was a lazy Sunday morning when I was woken up by a kiss planted on my forehead and to the aroma of freshly baked eggs and bread. I snuggled close to my husband as he smiled. We walked to the porch, settled down on the garden swing- me with …
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It was then that I realized- something life-changing was about to happen. It was only a few weeks ago, when I snuggled lazily in bed, listening closely to his heartbeat. He had placed behind my ears, those few strands of hair that was falling over my face. He had kissed my forehead …
I am an emotional being. I get goosebumps when our National Anthem is played- be it in a movie theatre, or when our Flag is hoisted on special occasions, or when we sing at the end of our class, or even when our cricketers line up before the match. There …
Mostly a lounge suit party, Dining In is conducted to welcome an officer and his wife to the Unit, with a mesmerizing evening. It marks the beginning of their new tenure in the unit. And if he is newly married and his wife joins him in the station, the celebration becomes …
When I ask my friends and family on what they hate the most, they say, it is entertaining unexpected guests. My Mom hate it when people drop in unannounced. The home will be a mess, your kitchen will be full of dirty dishes and your mind suddenly ponder over what you …
My memories of the Big Black Military Boxes goes back to my childhood where my Dad came hopping out of an Army truck with these, after his tenure in some remote location. Be it Kargil or some desert in Rajasthan, these boxes were always his companion. Another vague memory that pops …
I set foot in the Army Base at Pathankot after about a month of our wedding. Those of you who have read my last year’s AtoZChallenge posts about 26 hours before the Wedding would know that my husband, the soldier was about to move to some remote location in J&K, in just seven …
