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Saturday, 13 February 2010
Pros and Cons of Selective Blogging
And I have been selfish. How many of you, who are into professions even remotely related to the communications or media have known this selfish phase?
Saturday, 16 January 2010
Uttarayan 2010
I have come across an excellent article in the TOI about an 86-year-old Ahmedabad-resident Homi Pestonji Ghadiyali who has flown kites every day, for most of his lifetime...
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Saturday, 9 January 2010
How are you?
Even the light of the computer screen sparks a headache. The slightest sound, that of the rustling of a polythene bag, can trigger a ferocious fury. This, barely two days into the new year, seems unfair and jinxed.
Still here I am, writing for strangers and friends alike, writing for myself. For writing is the best medicine for me. Medicines, often as costly as the doctor thinks you can afford, have also been prescribed...
Still here I am, writing for strangers and friends alike, writing for myself. For writing is the best medicine for me. Medicines, often as costly as the doctor thinks you can afford, have also been prescribed...

Thursday, 31 December 2009
Welcoming the new year with hope
December 31st is generally special for everyone. For me, this date became all the more significant five years back. That's when I met my husband, Mitrajit in a dimly-lit temple where those B-school guys had set up a function for slum kids. . .More
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