TWO ON TRAIL
The tale of two individuals on a journey
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Author: Oindrila Ghosh
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Have you ever been to the Blue Ridge Mountains on a rainy Fall afternoon? If not, hope this vlog gets you closer to the experience. Enjoy! 🙂
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Aniruddha was in Palo Alto, California for three weeks on his first internship in the USA. I took a couple of weeks leave from my work and went to visit him. I created this vlog later to share what all happened on the trip. Enjoy! 🙂
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My father taught me to recite this when I was young for a class project. Back then I learnt the entire poem by heart and I still have not forgotten. On this day of the birthday of Gurudev Rabindranath Tagore, this is my humble tribute to the man who shaped my childhood and my life…
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Disclaimer: This article is long. I will totally empathize with you if you feel it got too tedious to read it till the last word and hence will interrupt the following paragraphs with some pictures taken over the stay-in-home period in order to keep you entertained. A couple of weeks ago, some time in March,…
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My mother, like most mothers of people my age, is a woman in her mid fifties. Like most Indian mothers, she has always been very protective of me. Often in my mid teens, I mistook her acute level of protectiveness for a strong feeling of possessiveness and extra control on my life. Initially, I revolted,…
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I stepped out of his cab in front of the house Aniruddha used to live in then, shut the door, bent down to look at his face across the window and specifically remember to have said, “Take care”. I genuinely meant that when I said that, I recollect. After a while we came in and…
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The new year eve of 2007. It was the age when we did not have a computer at home and my father, ever excited to watch and make me watch the well known classics of his time, used to get a DVD player from a store that rented out DVD players and DVDs. I loved…
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This post essentially marks the end of my first semester at UMBC. H-u-r-r-a-y!! This, in itself calls for all the celebrations irrespective of all the festivities of this wintry season! The end of my first semester at UMBC has officially marked the end of a dreary six months. This year has not been easy with…
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This article was written on 14th April, 2014 after the mesmerizing SPIC MACAY event hosted at Miranda House, University of Delhi. The fingers ran, the breath ran out..Lips pressed tight onto the hard metal tube. The hands clutched the sticks hard and struck with a boom on the tight skin of the drum. A perfect…
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It has been a week of rain now, She saw her panes grow hazy. A hundred new thoughts, A thousand new words to shed – Why is it everyone talks of ‘Love’? She wanted to talk something new. She came to you to feel anew and all she felt was lazy. They said, you feel…