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Echoes of Childhood: My Earliest Reminiscences of Varanasi
My earliest memories of Varanasi are painted with the hues of awe a...
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The wind was playing with my hair As I was staggering down the muddy lane, Carelessly kicking the pebbles, And watching the mud ris... -
I’m sure most of us have found ourselves in situations which have put us into dilemma. Everyone wants to be right all the time and yet neve... -
In today's society, where traditional norms are being con...
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