Nostalgia

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Raindrops on the roof,

A clink of the gate;

Cries of a little bird 

Every morning at eight...

The tweets of a Sparrow,

The squeaks of a Squirrel;

The rustle of leaves

In the early morning breeze...

The rain-lashed ground,

Ripe fruits in the trees;

The caws of the Crow,

The buzz of the bees...

Flowers of all colour,

Medicinal plants;

The swaying green cover

Of Coconut trees...

A cough of a rickshaw,

Women selling fish;

Squeals of the kids

Splashing mud in the streets...

The growl of the scooter 

Coming up the drive;

Friends across walls

Catching up on life...

The place of my childhood,

The home of my dreams;

I miss the place!

Oh, how I miss the place...

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How to brush your teeth, lessons from a 6yr old

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My six-(and a half)-year-old was in one of his moods. He wanted to brush his teeth all by himself, without my coming anywhere close, let alone help. There was no point in arguing, so I observed him discreetly while making the bed.
The routine 'eeeeees' and 'aaaaaahs' were heard as the brushing progressed with generous wastage of water from the tap. I kept my words in check.
He ran his finger through the front of his teeth, as he did every time, washed his brush and, before my surprised eyes, began to squeeze the paste out into it again.
"Hello, hello?" I said, rushing to him, and placed a restraining hand on his arm. "Why do you want to squeeze the paste again? Aren't you done?"
"I am going to brush again," he said, picking each word with care whilst I waited impatiently, "because my Doctor Uncle said I should brush my teeth twice every day."

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"Nude and Other Stories"

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Read the story about this book, here.

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