Guest Post: M – A Story of Period

Sangbad Mitra Blog: Thoughts of Words   Our society. The great Indian society. We speak in Hinglish or Benglish or a’thing else – whatever comes to your mind. We attire ourselves in Western outfit, we sing their songs as if they are sung by our artists, we dance to the hip-hop, Michael Jackson and all – Bharatnatyam is so old,…

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Nothing Unholy about Holi

One of my fondest memories of childhood is celebrating Holi in Allahabad during my Father’s 3 year work-contract there. As some of you may know, Holi celebrations in the state of Uttar Pradesh, India are not for the faint-hearted. There’s not just colors involved, I’ve seen things like eggs, muddy water and sticks as well…

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This Is Not A Love Story – Part 16

‘You want information on that deceased girl? I can give it to you… but for a price.’   Tukaram had told us. It took us by surprise that he, a Police Constable, was willing to trade information. But for a price, who wouldn’t? Everybody wants to make a quick buck, and everything comes with a…

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This is not a Love Story – Part 15

Malhotra had my new number… The sudden realization had my brain whirring into activity. Of course! Why hadn’t I thought of it before? While Suhana was never able to obtain my new number, how had her father managed that? And why didn’t he tell Suhana about it? But it wasn’t the why that had me…

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This is not a Love Story – Part 14

The police aren’t giving much away but it seems that the deceased had overdosed on alcohol and drugs, as well as cut her wrists in order to commit suicide… My ears had started to ring. Overdosed? Drugs?! The deceased has also left a suicide note. However, it’s contents are not being revealed to the Public.…

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