The Chaddi Things

There was a kid. 13 years old I think. his school was four streets away from his house. not more than 5 minutes of walking. If he started walking at 7 45 am, he would reach his school by 7 50 am, unless he stopped at a stationery shop to buy a Nataraj pencil. When your upbringing…
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I am driving to Munnar. It’s been two hours and I haven’t uttered a single word. I feel like all the eyes are carefully observing me. It’s my turn to…
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It’s 3 am and I am reading a piece by a Pakistani-born American writer. She has become my favorite writer nowadays. I don't know how to explain, but her…
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I have always wanted to go to Iceland. I remember it was fifth or sixth grade, and our teacher asked everyone where would we wanna go for the vacation…
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I find myself packing bags in the middle of the night. I don’t know where I am going, but just the thought that I can go anywhere gives me some sort of…
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I rarely take a bus to any place. It’s exhausting, it’s not safe and it makes me feel uncomfortable. I have earned enough to not go through that…
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The year was 2046. I still remember that day very clearly. I woke up very late. Or was I awake the whole night, I couldn’t remember. It was one of those…
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The Chaddi Things

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