Author: Kenny
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My birthday week – its hard to imagine I’m 34 now, twice the age of idyllic freedom and teenage joy and mirth when I would blog about playing football at the beach and eating mangoes. When I was a teenager, I was criticized for being ‘happy-go-lucky” by my mother and my teachers, if only I…
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It’s funny to call this page ‘Weeks’ when really, I’m only ever living on the weekends. This time though, my weekend came early but is going away early too. Isn’t that a malaise with every week? This weeks begins the start of my birthday month, my favourite month of the year. Back in India I…