Going home was her only dream, eventually, she gets a chance. Or does she? Read on to know more... Seven in the morning is midnight for the lane I live in. Around noon, when life stirs in the tiny rooms that form our home, even the stray dogs nurse a hangover. Usually, I would also be dealing with the after-effects of cheap liquor, but I didn’t drink last night because today is a special day. It is my son’s birthday. Like every year, I am up early making payesh with rice, milk, jaggery, and generous amounts of cashew and...
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Amrita Mukherjee
Member Since: 24 Feb, 2016
Amrita Mukherjee has worked in publications like The Times of India, The Hindustan Times and The Asian Age in India and she has been the Features Editor with ITP publishing Group, Dubai’s largest magazine publishing house.An advocate of alternative...
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