Category: Fun
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On Letting Myself Be
Collected in The Smudged Hyphen (2026). The smell of chlorine hangs in the air, faint and teasing, a memento from our trip to a local water park. I hang out the swimsuits to dry. The suitcases are unpacked. The children are fast asleep after an exhausting day wading in the kiddie pool, chasing waves, floating…
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Learning to have fun
I sat at my desk peering at code. The memory of a certain red and gold bicycle aka bike kept intruding. You see, after twenty years, I finally got a bike. The simple no frills bike. No gears. No bells and whistles literally. After I strapped the kids in the car and waited for Saathi…