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Posted on 29 Apr 2018
in Anubha Yadav, Features/Unpublished, Just, Opinion/Current Affairs |
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Years back, when I studied in Carmel Convent, Delhi, one day my friend was called to the Principal’s office. G was an invisible girl, like me. We were the kind who always sat in the first three rows in class, but were somehow always invisible to the teachers and fellow class mates. Not that they […]
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Posted on 02 Aug 2015
in Anubha Yadav, Sort of Ordinary Things |
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I was about eleven and my elder sister was thirteen- two of my younger sisters were seven and four. We were on a mission. We wanted to fly a kite. Now, the villain, as there is always one amidst such missions was my father- who had somehow smelled the plan and warned us in his […]
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Posted on 04 Jul 2015
in 9/11, Anubha Yadav, ATM- All Time Musings, Features/Published, Features/Unpublished, Gender, Just, man/woman, Sort of Ordinary Things |
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“So, how is marriage treating you?” “It’s all good,” She sighed,” but I really, really miss my pillow.” “So, just carry it to your new home.” “No, no it’s not the same. I will just have to yearn for it till I stop yearning for it.” And she too misses her pillow I thought. I […]
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Posted on 15 Aug 2013
in Anubha Yadav, Fiction, Short Story, Uncategorized |
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My story, ‘Dancing Girl of Mohenjo-Daro’ in the August issue of The Four Quarters Magazine. Here is an excerpt: “I was already gliding; one can’t walk inside those doors or over those slippery floors, one can just glide. Inside the lights were yellow, brighter than the sun but still soothing, like yellowish sparkling stars. And […]
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