Me? Writing one? OMG! I am feeling so many things all at once! Scared to the pit of my stomach! Yet, somewhere tiny butterflies of excitement flutter. I have always loved writing. It is my “thing”. Something that made me different from others. Something I was good at. Something that took me from being the…
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I was all of fourteen. It was the 5th of September, 1979, Teacher’s Day. I was in the tenth standard and as usual the teachers had gone for a picnic, leaving us, the tenth standard students to run the school. I was in charge of the kindergarten. I had been told to ensure that all…
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