I flex my memory muscles because these reflections make up the un-severed umbilical cord that binds me to my homeland. Flashbacks are all I have to keep me connected to my native country. If I let go, I will bleed and die.
“Did you go home this summer?” asked a friend who was meeting me after a long time. It took me a few moments to catch up with her train of thought. Of course, she meant India! I told her I had had a great time with family and that I was glad to be back home, in...
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