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The Child in Me

Growing Pains

I’ve always disliked my birthdays.

Two weeks before my 29th birthday, I was broke. I had about ₹1000 in my account and the writing project I was working on was going too slow. I had a big instalment coming my way, but before it did, I needed to submit the penultimate draft. Spurred on by being broke, I accelerated the project, spending hours and hours in front of the screen to finish it.