Xerox still exists. But one doesn’t see the yellow STD, ISD, PCO, Xerox signs as much these days. It was a temple of learning during my childhood. How frequently did we go there with books Continue reading
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Uniforms were boring. I always waited for Wednesdays to bring out the colours. (It was colour dress Fridays at BPGHSS). It is surprising how something trivial as dress stays in my mind after all Continue reading
I couldn’t come up with a V word to encompass my childhood. I asked a few friends but that led to nothing. I turned to Google and it gave me a link to the Urban Dictionary. I clicked the Continue reading
I wore uniforms at both the schools I went. I cribbed about the routine. I hated donning the same dress day after day. Making sure it was laundered, ironed and ready for school. Polishing shoes Continue reading