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How I learned to read stories. On a rickshaw.

How I learned to read stories. On a rickshaw.

I didn’t find the best stories waiting for me at the destinations. I found them hiding in the little moments that passed between my strides…
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Minakhi Misra
The Woman under the Tree

The Woman under the Tree

A moment of connection with a complete stranger
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Minakhi Misra
The slow demise of professional gossiping

The slow demise of professional gossiping

My hairdresser tells me about his childhood, when being a barber was being an artist.
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Minakhi Misra
Finding Lennon’s will on the streets of Mumbai

Finding Lennon’s will on the streets of Mumbai

A group of street kids have embraced Lennon’s will much better than us Beatles fans.
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“How can I not show up?” — Learning Integrity from a Panipuriwallah

“How can I not show up?” — Learning Integrity from a Panipuriwallah

When a street vendor found his entire day’s stock spoiled, he saw it as an opportunity to connect with his customers.
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The Things They Carried to Durga Pujo

The Things They Carried to Durga Pujo

In the calm sea of brightly clothed humanity, inching towards the Gariahat Pujo Pandal, there were several things bobbing up and down that…
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Where do books go to die?

Where do books go to die?

“Some to their graveyard. Some to a heaven.” A kabadiwallah’s dream library.
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Art Spills beyond the Margins

Art Spills beyond the Margins

Chitra Santhe is not just any art exhibition. It is called the Kumbha Mela of art lovers in Bangalore.
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Attempting the Impossible

Attempting the Impossible

The young do not know enough to be prudent, and therefore they attempt the impossible — and achieve it, generation after generation.
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