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“I think I was five when I first accompanied my father on a sailing boat. I remember being fascinated with the vastness of the ocean.
July 21, 2016
“I think I was five when I first accompanied my father on a sailing boat. I remember being fascinated with the vastness of the ocean.
“It was during our bike trip to Leh-Ladakh on the world’s toughest and dangerous roads, we had halted at a point called Chang La. It
This is second part of the story, for the first part kindly visit the link: Once Called “Mini Singapore Of India”, This Land Perished In
“At 17, We met when we were at medical school. He started pursuing me and within a few months we were seeing each other —
You couldn’t miss them — ruins and remnants protruding through the sand; a haunting reminder of a world that once was. Exuding the reverence of
“Would like to thank Mr. Sri Ramulu traffic police for helping me without my request. Last evening, at around 7. 15 pm, I was waiting
“It was just another day and I was coming back from office & boarding the metro from Chakala Metro station. As usual during the peak
“Until 1981, I used to work as a rag picker on the streets of our city for a living, earning Rs 5 per day. I
“I was born deaf and mute. We were living a good life until my father passed away and my mother had to raise my siblings
“This is the story of a gentleman from a village known as Gola Gokarannath. I was amazed to see the incredible bravery of a person
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