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A few months ago, on a routine trip to Mangalore, my car broke down at the Western mountain ranges. Mom and I were visiting an ailing aunt when the spark plugs of the car gave way. For the first fifteen minutes, we were a bit nonplussed as to what to do next. I opened the
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It was my tree, a pine or a type of a conifer perhaps. I didn’t care to ask the gardener its scientific name. I just knew it was mine. We met for the first time when I visited the coffee shop on the campus. It was a bright summer evening. The sun refused to set
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He was lost, broken and scarred. As he approached the bridge, his feet felt the loss of friction. He noticed a faint light flickering at the end of the bridge but he did not associate it with hope. Rather, it irritated him. It reminded him of the fire that was raging past him. His mind
Life and its Revelations 