Ashwin Anandram
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It was in Seattle that I danced for the first time. It was a typical Seattle fall, drizzling, windy and cold. After a day out visiting the local razzmatazz in the city, I was keen to see how the night would shape. I don’t quite recall the name of the club I went to but…
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Behind the wheels of a Z4, driving from San Francisco to LA on a crisp sunny morning, we stopped for lunch at a vineyard in Solvang, absorbing all the attention we were getting from the locals. The vineyard received us warmly and gave us privileged seating, annoying other guests who were waiting for a table.…
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It is a Sunday morning; overcast, windy and lazy. It’s just that type of the day when you’d curl up on your sofa, sit cross legged with a mug of coffee and stare into abyss. The sun comes and goes intermittently but that doesn’t change the mood I’m in. Mother has plans for the day…
Life and its Revelations 