Stories By 'Ashvin Oli'
It was raining cats and dogs outside with occasional thunder strikes. The mango tree near my room’s window swayed violently to the wind, hitting the window pane several times to the point that I was worried it would shatter the glass.
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My grandmother sat in the dusty courtyard with bare feet, her thighs against her calves.
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We are so lost in reality, in our everyday acts, that we rarely imagine. We rarely explore the infinite possibilities we are bequeathed by birth”.
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