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My Pop Died.

When my friend’s daughter  joined a professional college, she made a few new friends. Since their classes started by 8 am every morning, the friends would ring each other up at around 6 am, kind of like a wake-up call, … Continue reading

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Paapa in Tamil Means Baby.

This happened a few years ago when we went to get a passport for my baby grand-daughter and renew the existing one of her mother. We reached well in time. Since my grand-daughter was a baby, they allowed an extra … Continue reading

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