A Year-End Mea Culpa: Stitching Scars with Gold
NEW DILHI: The year whispers its final farewell, leaving behind echoes of laughter and tears, triumphs and trials. As the curtain falls, I find myself grappling with ghosts of the past–moments that slipped through my fingers, words I should have swallowed, and silences that should have spoken. This is my moment of reckoning, a year-end […]
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