Remember that day, when I found a condom in Appa’s bag, and innocently asked you “Amma , whats a condom? Can I open it and see what it looks like?” I think of your reaction everyday now and have a good laugh.
How I hated you then ! The Little me didn’t realize that we would grow up to be best friends .
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As a young girl, I was often very shy . More of an introvert then, I was often compared with my friends/ cousins because they were a lot “smarter / sophisticated” than I was. Not a fighter by nature , my face would grow small, and I would quietly sit in a corner .On such occasions, my grandfather, who used to be my best friend, would often walk up to me , and exclaim – “You look charming , young lady!!”. Continue reading