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Ready, Steady, Charity 10

Tenth. Words: Goldilocks, Teen Taal, mamanaar ((Father-in-law)) He’s dying in his sleep, or maybe the afternoon has become so hot that each limb breathes, exists On its own. He wonders if Goldilocks talked to her hair, Like he murmurs to … Continue reading

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Ready, Steady, Charity 9

Ninth. Words: Baby, Cigarette, Kamal Haasan, Burp, Goddess, Disposable. Note – Decided to combine three words from 2 requests. Six words now. Just like that! She wondered if the Goddess had written Mylapore Maami on her forehead the minute she … Continue reading

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Ready, Steady, Charity 8

Eighth. Words: burp, goddess, disposable Appa, she asks, Why did she write about the God of Small Things? His paternal self, rising like a burp through his belly fills the air with food and tradition. Sour and somewhat undigested. Does … Continue reading

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Ready, Steady, Charity 7

Seventh. Words: Triceratops, velvet, tabla The Master comes everyday from 11 AM to 1 PM. Two hours of the day when she learns music, reluctantly. She didn’t need any intellectual pursuits she told Venkat. But, Hindustani allowed for a certain … Continue reading

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Ready, Steady, Charity 6

Sixth. Words: Ghatotkacha, Rumsfeld and Banian He didn’t miss her all the time. He had no time for such languid emotions. But in the morning while in the shower, he suddenly realized that her black bra was no longer hanging … Continue reading

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Ready, Steady, Charity 5

Fifth. Words: Ferrari, Vijayakanth, Salma Hayek It was back to college. His month long feast of good food and afternoon sleep was over. He would sprawl over the dull coloured sofa and watch television. Hot bajjis making their way onto … Continue reading

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Ready, Steady, Charity 4

Fourth. Words: Telepathic, Grand Slam, Newyork Nagaram Dear Selvi, Apparently you’ve had the baby. It’s hard to tell if it’s a boy or girl sitting in this city, halfway across the world. I may be a genius but telepathic I … Continue reading

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