Ankur Kaushal

blogs from Bangalore

Winds of Change
Radhika sat beside the edge of the roof-top food court in her office, gazing at the road five floors below her. This was her favorite place in her office, though the security had warned her not to sit there. Her colleagues also teased her quite often if she had any plans to commit suicide. She loved...
Posted on 16 September 2012 | 10:37 pm
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TRUST !!!
Last evening, I was walking through the Marathahalli market in Bangalore and suddenly a very old lady(seemed to be in her 60s) came to me. She spoke something in Kannada and handed a slip to me which was a prescription given by some doctor. She again spoke something but I couldn't understand what sh...
Posted on 16 September 2012 | 12:47 am
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Sachin Tendulkar, you lost my respect today...
It was way back in 1989, when I saw a cricketer being hit by a ball on his face and was bleeding. I had no idea what cricket was, or who was hit or by whom, in fact I didn't even know how to spell the word "cricket." I heard my elder cousins and uncles discussing that this guy would be taken to hosp...
Posted on 16 March 2012 | 11:56 pm
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