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Selfish. How is it so easy to throw a word and walk away. Like a grenade you leave it to explode within me -an adjective, an accusation, a perhaps truth. All these years I’ve wrung myself out for you, held… Continue Reading →
This book, a joint effort between Marathi author Sachin Kundalkar and translator Jerry Pinto, is an absolute surprise. I really could not put it down, which is saying a lot considering I have a toddler, a half-day job and two… Continue Reading →
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