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  • World Around Me

    Morning Walks Are Magical

    Morning walks are therapeutic. It opens up your mind, clears negative thoughts and brings about a whole new freshness. As Henry Thoreau once said, “An early morning walk is a blessing for the whole day”. The essence and truth behind this statement sunk into me deeply, only off-late. For a long time my mornings were marked with the stress and the madness of getting two young kids dressed and packed to school. As much as I would decide every night to pay heed to the early morning alarm, the multiple five minute snoozes on the clock ensured I got up just in time to get lunch boxes and breakfast ready, and…

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    Radio, I Still Love You!

    Not sure if it is due to the holiday season that’s kicking in or, the last showers of the monsoon that’s been trickling down my roof, but I seemed to be overwhelmed with nostalgia since morning. With nothing much to do in the small cantonment town that I live in, I discovered the joys that lay hidden in a simple hand held device. No, it isn’t the mobile phone that I am talking about, but a small black radio it is. Proxy Way back in the eighties, most households possessed a television box. Oh well! It sure could be called one, when you compare it to the sleek flat screens…

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    A home in a dozen odd boxes- Life as a Fauji Wife

    My entire home could be put into a dozen odd boxes. I live life as a fauji wife, an almost nomadic existence, moving places and making a new home every few years, or sometimes even months!!! For the initial twenty five years of my life, home was Bangalore! Seldom had I moved out of the city, except for short holidays. And then, I was baptized into the Armed Forces fraternity. As the flight took off, soaring high into the sky, I found it difficult to come to terms with the shock and realization that the city of Bangalore would no longer be my home. But surely, I never did imagine…

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    Which Sport Do You Play?

    Growing up in the eighties, there weren’t many opportunities to learn a sport by way of private/organized classes. Whatever little sports I was exposed to was in the school I went to. And, my school, concentrated mainly on hockey, cricket, basketball and throw ball. For some strange reason, I seldom took interest in any of these. It could probably be attributed to my poor hand-eye coordination, which is surely of importance in ball games. I distinctly remember trying my hand at throw ball. And each time the ball was swung from across the net, aimed clearly at me, I would freeze on the spot. Nor was I great at basketball.…

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    What is Life Like Inside a Cantonment?

    Do you know the most boring time in a Fauji wife’s life? It is when she decides to stay back in the cantonment with her two kids during summer vacation, and the husband is out on duty for the entire period. And I am presently in such a situation. Life inside a cantonment It is a different world all-together. Neatly laid out roads, clean and peaceful environs, auditoriums, sports complexes, schools within, sometimes our own golf course, and of course the Officers Institute to spend time with friends in the evenings. Cantonments with their ambience form the basis of our support system, when husbands are away for long durations. And…