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What is the one thing you want to accomplish in life, no matter how long it takes?


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Diyaa 19-May-2019 16:01

Paint with all my heart without references

Aseem Avhad 09-May-2019 10:50

Perfection in Flute

Rama Limaye 28-Apr-2019 11:24

I would like to device ways to curtail and control unlimited use of screen time by kids and adults.

Smita R Pagdaloo 24-Apr-2019 14:38

I want to see my story turned into a movie.

Shreya 23-Apr-2019 12:34

I want my website design to be on awwwards.com

Kalamwali 23-Apr-2019 12:32

I want to study law, even if I don’t get the degree
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  • The Google Avatar
    Asmita Javdekar | 25-May-2019
    Rekha was a curious 16 year old girl from a rusty little coastal town in the Prakasam district of Andra Pradesh.She had been packed off to Mumbai by her parents to earn some extra bucks for the family before being married off a few years down the line.For Rekha, Mumbai was her passport to the intriguing world of internet. She had attended the Girls Development and Skilling Camp in her school and had had the opportunity to witness the the power of Search engines. She had not been able to fathom how it could give any information needed, at a click. In MUMBAI, Rekha took up the job of a live in maid and care giver at Kenneth Carvalho's.More than her monthly pay check, she was excited about having a phone and Wifi accessibility!!Somewhere over this unseen network, Rekha and Baapamma's lives intersected.Baapamma was easily 80 years old.When Savio,her husband kicked the bucket a few months back, she drowned herself in Feni to drown her grief and had accidentally tripped and hit her head against the balustrade
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  • Are we Americanising Indian kids?
    Diyaa | 25-May-2019
      It was a lazy weekend and we had no out of the ordinary plans. We generally reserve the weekends for our kids and do stuff they like or they would want to. Since there was not much on the list that day, we thought of catching up on some masala bollywood movie. I knew by the reviews that it was good enough for the kids to watch. So we went for it and had a hilarious time. He loved it so much that, he even mentioned about it to his group of friends the next day. There it started, what I knew was going to pop up very soon, a storm of questions. I heard all sorts of statements like 'we still don't take them for movies’, 'how can you show them bolly movies?’, 'these aren't kiddy activities!’ and so on. I was constantly being judged for that two hours of entertainment I took my kid to. My point was simple. They enjoyed and had a wholesome laugh, what more could I have asked for. With just giving them an additional box of popcorn I too got my peace of time there.I felt like saying, ‘I
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  • Give me a break please!
    Diyaa | 25-May-2019
             "Don't shout please and get away from each other!", "Is this really how you treat your own brother?” were the 'not-so-soothing' words that came out of my mouth that night. I was a witness to my boys’ fight, compulsively playing a role of a referee while my husband lay on the bed watching Netflix and simultaneously checking his whatsapp messages on his phone. I thought I was the only one who could multi-task around kids but he was way better when he came to it. I quickly settled the two little ones in their own space and a called it a night. I finally lay down on my warm bed and sank deep in my fantasy world. In my head, I couldn’t wait to go away from home to spend time on a holiday. My hubby had planned an exotic one for us later this summer. Knowing I would be travelling with my boys and my in-laws and being the lady of the house, I would be at duty more there than here. So what I was looking at was loosening up from my hectic routine. My day comprised of
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  • It's a small small world!
    Jyoti | 22-May-2019
    I was in Bhutan a couple of years back and trekking the Taktsang monastery. The ascending trek takes about 3 to 4 hours through dense pine trees and rhododenron shrubs. While trekking it is very common to smile and make small talk with the people you meet on the way. So there was this local person in a traditional Buddhist attire coming down and the following interaction took place between the two of us: Me (smiling) : hello He (smiles back) : hi Me: how was your trek? He: very good Me: how much more distance remaining? He: still a trek of about an hour. Me: Ok thanks He: where are you from? Me: India He: where in India? Me: Gujarat (thinking he must never have heard of it) He (smiling) : Kem cho? Me (surprised): how do you even know Gujarati? He: my brother runs a travel agency and we get many tourists from Gujarat Me: majama He: keep going and enjoy your trek Me: Bye He: Bye Imagine my surprise when I met that local speaking Gujarati in a foreign land!     
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  • Tri Colour on Ice
    Asmita Javdekar | 20-May-2019
    Shruti KotwalI spotted her training at the gym this morning. Her posture, built and focus, prompted me to ask her if she were an athlete. “I am an ice skater.” was her modest reply.Thank god for my curiosity, I prodded her further.Meet Shruti Kotwal, India’s first female ice skating champion.Shruti has been roller skating since childhood. After becoming a National level gold medallist in roller skating, she hit a roadblock for what next?A scholarship guided her to pursue ice skating in Germany. At the 2011 South Asian Winter Games, she won three gold medals in the 500m, 1,000m and 1,500m categories.A blazing dream stimulated her to move to Calgary in Canada to hone her skills.I asked her if she ever felt deflated, like where is all this leading her? “Every single day. There are highs and lows. I miss home, I miss family. I train four to five hours daily and then there are races that don’t go according to plan.Add to this, I am the only brown girl in the arena. It’s almost l
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  • We won.., for now..!
    Aditya | 20-May-2019
    We played our part, the LS elections are done with and in another 3 days we will know who “represents” us. I dare say that the level of our involvement has been unprecedented, thanks to social media and various other means of mass communication. The process was absorbing and although very bitter, it bought to our attention a lot of issues that otherwise remain dormant behind the facade of fake harmony.   I neither see the PM and his set of ministers as my servants nor as my kings. They are one of us, neither above nor below us. If the intelligent, liberal people feel they can order around with a smug superiority and sarcasm, they are wrong. If the blind believers feel they should worship their hero and follow like a herd of sheep, they are wrong. If the elite feel the value of their vote is higher and the elected representative means nothing, they are wrong. If the masses feel that sheer majority itself means their collective opinion is right, they are wrong. Democracy neither works on
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  • Unknown Adventure
    Team Kalamwali | 18-May-2019
    A work of fiction by our junior kalamkar Hiyasha Khatri  St. Mary's School.                                           Unknown Adventure   Rosey was a witch and her neighbour was Mia. Mia was a vampire. They both lived in a cave. But they were not friends and almost evertime use to fight. One day a monster was creeping behind Roseyand he pounced on her. She got so scared that she started shouting and ran, which made Mia too scared and ran behind her. It looked like they were racing and Rosey was in the lead. Oh! They realised that they have reached the moon. Rosey is now very scared but Mia tells her to calm down and not to panic. Mia says to Rosey don't worry we will find our way back home.  They are very hungry now and find a tree full of candies on the moon. They eat lof of cadies. Suddenly Mia said look our footprints and they both jumped for joy. They started following the path and
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  • Kadak Laxmi
    Asmita Javdekar | 18-May-2019
     Kadak Laxmi The reason a lot of kids in my generation grew up decently behaved is thanks to the “Kadak Laxmi” phenomenon. The fear for this community was embedded into us since childhood.Kadak Laxmi as we referred to them were often queer, with heavy vermilion, turmeric and kajal smeared across their faces. They would lash themselves with thick whips made up of woven coir.The resonance which erupted from the belligerent face off between the whip and air, still evokes a certain degree of nervousness witness me.Today, I walked into my childhood fear, head on.This Kadak Laxmi gave me an insight into how this tradition is passed down over generations. Being nomads, he wandered with his family seeking alms and watching them perform their gruelling routine. For him, this was normal and this profession, a natural progression. When I questioned him about his family, his eyes softened. He had two children, studying at school.They disapproved of this profession and were deeply embarrassed of the
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  • Food for the waist.
    The Pep Up Studio | 17-May-2019
    Want to reduce your waist line? Step out in the sun. Yes you read that right. Get out there and get your daily dose of vitamin D. A present study pointed out that overweight people had Vit D deficiency and the supplements aided their weight loss. High fiber fruits are super foods to reduce that extra pound. Probiotics are agents that help burn that belly fat. Follow this generic diet with your daily exercise routine to aid that belly fat burn out. Although few pointers before. Supplement: ghee in small quantity in place of oil specially to make dal or veggies. Ban: oil completely Cut down on: Sugar Avoid: Potato, soda, alcohol.   Breakfast: Cut fresh fruits on muesli with curd dressing Mid meal: A glass of buttermilk Lunch: Chicken 100 grams with carrots, tomatoes and onions                                      
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  • Indifference
    Asmita Javdekar | 17-May-2019
    Farida grew up on the foundation of differences.Her brother Javed was mollycoddled while her fate was resigned to strict instructions.He got to go to school while she was forced to help with the household.He could play outdoors with his friends while she had to sit huddled with the women in the central courtyard of their house.She could not raise a voice, nor her eyes.Once, in the darkness of a dreaded night, Farida got groped.Javed’s lascivious face in the flickering light was something she just could not cope.Her pain, her anger, her suppression, her humiliation all snowballed into deliverance.Every stab into Javed’s heart was met by her grave indifference.
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  • "Sukhi raha, Beta"
    Asmita Javdekar | 17-May-2019
    I chanced upon him at a subway station in New York. It had been a few years since I had heard anyone speak with that nasal stalwart Puneri twang which I so detested while growing up in our very typical "Koknastha Brahmin" household. However, on that very cold January morning, in a country which still felt somewhat foreign, the Marathi falling on my ears was like wisps of sunshine warming the cockles of nostalgia.My tapping on his shoulder was almost involuntary."Namaskar!Me Vidya Joglekar, Kasba Peth, Pune" "Namaste, Me Shrirang Datey, Sadashiv Peth" he replied with the most magnanimous smile and kind eyes I had ever seen. We met almost every day after that, sometimes for coffee, sometimes over lazy lunches but most of the time for long walks at the Central Park. All we ever did was speak. In a way, it was therapeutic. I emptied all those emotions so deeply buried within me. I wept, he offered me his shoulder.I vented out all my frustrations and helplessness and he gave me a patient hearing.He was a man of
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  • Sometimes ‘More is More’
    Manasi Bhosale | 16-May-2019
    We are all familiar with the concept of ‘less is more’ and minimalist spaces that are based on the idea of light, spacious rooms with simple forms and pastel colours. But did you know that there is an antithesis to the above?  Yes, it is called - Maximalist Style Interior. Maximalist interior spaces are full of vivid design ideas- there is more colour, more textures, more furniture, more artworks! It is a mixture of different furniture styles that blend together. All of these are beautifully curated together to make it work into a meaningful, charming space. Think ‘maximalist’ and you can imagine hot pink cushions on a statement chair, emerald green sofas set against a wall with bright wallpaper, a large gallery wall filled with books and artworks, a collection of odd objects ...it is all very busy but exciting! The clash of patterns, prints and colours add an interesting value to the interior. This space is very subjective to the viewer. It evokes different emotions and moods
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