Monthly Archives: September 2015

Flashback – Of Neighbourhood Weddings and Affairs…

A Punjabi family owned the corner house of a lane, left across from our lane. They had two beautiful daughters. The girls were at least six or seven years elder to me. Being in an impressionable age, I would look up to them for the way they dressed and carried themselves. Continue reading

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