Spicy Rasam

Not a cooking or food blog! I just share what's cooking in my mind.

This is the fourth part of a long story. First part of the story: Long Story 1 Second part of the story: Long Story 2 Third part of the story: Long Story 3 Prabha; India Mr. Angel lifted Prabha effortlessly upright. That’s when Prabha realized they had an audience. Prabha promptly went inside the lift …

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I long to choose.. Choose to be.. Choose to feel.. I was born with the gift to produce life… I feel torn that I can’t produce life…   I long to choose… Choose to be… Choose to feel… Am I wrong to choose? Am I wronged? By whom?   My brain is thronged with thoughts. …

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This is the third part of a long story. First part of the story: Long Story 1 Second part of the story: Long Story 2 Vishvanath; USA “I am sorry Vishva!” Parvy finally spoke, as they waited for Rohit outside his school. Vishva did not respond. “Look! Trust me it was not planned!” Parvy said …

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This is the second part of a long story. First part of the story: Long Story 1 Vishvanath; USA Vishva sat on the recliner that he’d bought last thanksgiving; he’d got it in the store, not online. Parvy aka Parvindher sat on the sofa with Vishva’s wife. “In ½ hour, we have to pick Rohit …

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Hi! I love to write fiction! This is a long story of two long lost friends/lovers/wavelength-mates (mmmm I am still not very sure about the soulmate thing). I hope you enjoy reading their story. PS: I have added links to words that I felt non-Indians will not know the meaning of. Prabha; India Prabha started …

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“Welcome aboard !!” I’ve heard these words many more times than the word ‘Mom’ in the last one month. “I feel very much welcome. Now, please start treating me like the working class”, I screamed silently, every time I heard those words. CompanyX is one of the most successful companies in India. Well, to be …

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I do not love to cook! I like to cook. But I definitely do not love it! I still do it, though, 24/7, 365 days a week, I cook daily. I have a maid to help me with the dishes I make. But cooking, solely, is my responsibility in my family. This seems fair right? …

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