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When Abramo Krishnan came to live in Tuticorin.

I must tell you the story of Abramo Krishnan” my cousin from Tuticorin told me excitedly, when I was telling her about my blog, Talkalittledo. “Abramo Krishnan? Seems a strange name.” I said, getting interested. Abramo was nine years old … Continue reading

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Is This A Miracle?

A few months ago, my sister ran into a friend who was an active member of a social service organisation.  Being my sister, she could not but help tell her about my blog Talkalittledo, where I post unique real-life stories of … Continue reading

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Your Life Can Change Completely In A Fraction Of A Second!

“The moving finger writes. Having writ moves on…Nor all thy tears wash out a word of it.” Poignant lines by Omar Khayyam! “Very true,” say my son and daughter in law. And here is why: My son and his family … Continue reading

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All You Need Is Love.

Who does not like the super-duper hit Tamil movie named Bombay? In this film, a Muslim girl and a Hindu boy fall in love and marry against all parental opposition and attempt to live happily ever after. They have two … Continue reading

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I Think Of You Everyday My Friend.

Manoharan and Johnny were the best of friends. You cannot help forging the deepest of love and respect, when you had to march all the way from India to Burma during the Second World War. They were soldiers in the … Continue reading

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You Don’t Always Kneel Down to Pray.

Have you witnessed your favorite teacher’s wedding? I have. And in what a way! When I was nine years old, I was in the fourth standard in a village school in Killyanur in South India. My class master was Susai Maria … Continue reading

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Poetic Justice.

This fiancé’s poems were highly expressive. How did he come up with such a composition week after week? My parents fixed my wedding to a handsome young man. As was the custom in those days, we could not meet till after the … Continue reading

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