Memories too precious to risk, yet impossible to forget My parents met in Calcutta, and it was there that they fell in love. Though they married later in Kerala, the beginning of their story—and mine—was written in Calcutta. No matter where life has taken me since, that city has always remained close to my heart—as … Continue reading The Calcutta I Carry
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Nothing Lasts Forever, But Stories Do
Saying Goodbye to Shops That Shaped Us When it comes to remembering kids’ dresses, my wife’s memory is sharp as a needle—me? I forget where I put my keys five minutes ago. But that’s part of why these familiar little shops mean so much to her. There’s something quietly magical about those places—shops that have … Continue reading Nothing Lasts Forever, But Stories Do
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