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‘Duryodhan Calling’

And now you know, what’s in a name?


duryodhan1The ring tone was unimaginative, but the caller name flashing on the screen, priceless. Who names their child Duryodhan?
“Suraksha, can you pass my phone,” giggling, I did. The owner of the phone spoke for a minute or two and hung up, as I impatiently signaled her. In an instant, I had my answers. Duryodhan was her plumber, in fact has a younger sibling Dushasan; their parents took a fancy to these names that’s it. Unbelievable.
But before I go on, I must mention, the mistress of this phone is dear Sajni Aunty, at whose no-nonsense, no-frills salon, I was getting a head massage. Naming her ‘Sajni’ (Urdu for female companion) was visionary, for how in the world did her parents guess that she’d be running the most successful ladies parlour Haseena in this tiny corner of Delhi, where mummies, betis and potis have been loyal patrons for decades, in…

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Words can do magic..
Try this magic might cure you too!

Eyes + Words


“You may not be her first, her last, or her only.

She loved before she may love again. But if she loves

you now, what else matters? She’s not perfect, you aren’t

either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but

if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit

to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her

the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second

of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you

can break her heart. So don’t hurt her, don’t change her, don’t

analyze and don’t expect more than she can give. Smile

when she makes you happy, let her know when

she makes you mad, and miss her

when she’s not there.”

– Bob Marley

Photography by misterCromat

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