Nearly everyone wants to 'peep'. Inevitable, if you want to understand something in entirety. May be a few concrete abominations behind scenic woods? Something telling you there is just more? These memoirs are an honest, tender meeting of that need to peep with the impulse to show - a type of nascent voyeurism.
Behind the gritty, forbidding persona of the professional woman lies the engaging story of a vulnerable girl who grappled with childhood prejudi
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Ma, Ma, let me out please, cried a fragile voice.I paused and started looking around to recognise the voice source. The voice emerged again and again, gradually picking up sound, into the pattern of sound waves, creating ripples. Ripples in air!! The ripple size was unmeasurable but extended far eno Read More...
" Ajji ajji," shouted Aryan in all excitement.The voice awakened me and stirred the images of childhood in me. I looked up. Aryan had really arrived and was eager to play with me. What a delight to play with this jolly soul. A serie Read More...