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A Handful of Olives

“So you’re telling me that olives can protect you from evil?” asked Jassim, his tone revealing his disbelief. Maryam nodded her head vigorously. “That’s what Grandmother used to say, wasn’t it? She said that if there was an olive tree outside our house, angels would guard us from all harm. And that whenever we were frightened, all we had to do was hold a handful of olives in our right hand. You heard her say all this, didn’t you?”

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Lalbagh, Bangalore sunrise

The Dawn Of Reality – (Blog-a-ton 6)

This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 6; the fifth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton. “Home Away from Home” Looking up, I saw the purple of the morning twilight [...]

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If I were a baby ; a short story..

If I Were A Baby Again

This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 4; the fourth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton. Being parents to a 3.5 year old and a 15 month old, the thought [...]

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Once Upon A Summer When Mrs.Shastri Burst Crackers ..

Once Upon A Summer When Mrs.Shastri Burst Crackers ..

As the truism goes, ” Children walk to school but run back home “. When the day happened to be the last day of your final exam, that walk was extra sweet, extra special and laden with unbridled happiness. There would be a jump in the stride and a glee on the face. Not much in the world could bog you down as you danced into the sun kissed arms of summer vacation..

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Once Upon a Time When a Straw Mat Was a Bat

Once Upon a Time When a Straw Mat Was a Bat

I was 6 and it was the early 80s. I diligently rolled a straw carpet — chape, into a roll — like they usually do when it is not spread out on the floor. “Good Job” beamed my uncle Vijaya, thinking I was helping him in his cleanup. But I had other plans. As he [...]

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