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The days after that followed a typical pattern. Office in the morning, back home by 5, Manas would drop in by 6 p.m, then, they would work on the website. He took charge of the
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At 12:30 on dot, Prerna turned into the entrance to Copper Chimney, looking cool and fresh, in a bright yellow salwar cut in the latest style. There is nothing like a new dress
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It was a perfect winter day in Mumbai. The sun cast a golden hue over the marble walls making it look as if sunshine was perpetually trapped within it. The sunrays cast playful
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PROLOGUE
The huge metal rimmed spectacles slid off Mr. Patel’s nose as they always did on a hot summer’s day in Mumbai. Pushing it up impatiently with a pudgy hand, he stare -
Introduction
I don’t know why I wrote this novel except that I had to. The story had been in my mind for quite a while and they demanded to be written. They wanted their sto -
The incessant ringing of the phone broke my reverie. With an eye still on the final figures in front of me, I lifted the phone.
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A new light has been cast on the sad affair of Little Red Riding Hood, which evoked a lot of public sympathy for her and outrage against the Big Bad Wolf, when our staff Thumbe
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Dearest darling.
As the moonlight tapers down forming a pattern on the letter pad, I am very much conscious of the distance between us. Today marks exactly 25 years of marriby Simi 3600 words, 3 comments, on Apr 10 11:18 PM 2004. In <200 lines
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