Ashwin Anandram
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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…
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As we sat down for drinks at the Windmill Craftworks last evening, the joy of finding a place that rejuvenated senses started to fade ever so slowly. It was like taking in single malt one sip at a time, until you sip the last sip and then there’s emptiness that follows. And we brace for…
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Imagine a day when you’re so caught up on a song that it gets your senses up like a volcano and the heartbeat sounds like a church bell. Whatever it takes ‘Cause I love the adrenaline in my veins I do whatever it takes ‘Cause I love how it feels when I break the chains…
Life and its Revelations 