The soliloquist

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Tooni.
Sometimes the littlest things make you happy. Like a string of sparkly lights stuffed hastily into an old wine bottle in the corner of an everyday room.
Posted on 18 November 2012 | 7:37 pm
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Don't point. It's rude.
'If I could, I'd carry around a little notebook and jot down the things I'd like to have pointed out to you, then put them together in epic letters, or just stuff them all in an envelope, stick a bunch of stamps on it, and hurl them in the general direction of Dilli.' (Courtesy: CB.) The worst part...
Posted on 22 September 2012 | 2:21 pm
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Notes on a new city two.
1. This city is not made for losing weight. You cannot escape the generous dollops of butter anywhere, in your tandoor, in your daal and lavishly spread on your rotis. And yet, curiously and infuriatingly, all the women in the city (and by women I mean girls, because I'm ageist that way) are incredi...
Posted on 24 August 2012 | 11:54 pm
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