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Twenty- five Seven

Personally speaking

college

  • While cleaning out the cupboard, an orange silk sari reminded me of another era when college chic meant ‘Saris on Saturday’  because we’d run out of clothes to wear by then.  Our regular wardrobe comprised a pair of ill-fitting denim jeans (a sad attempt at Levi, by the neighbourhood darzi ), worn with humongous ( ‘extra small’ Read more

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