Stories by Nayanika
The Zen Of Red Crackers
Originally Written In 2017 When I was little I lived in a place called Nagpur. Heat-frazzled and sleepy Nagpur. The evenings had a slow-drawl quality to them, as if they never intended to come to an end, and the effect was more pronounced when schools were out on...
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The Zen Of Red Crackers
Originally Written In 2017 When I was little I lived in a place called Nagpur. Heat-frazzled and sleepy Nagpur. The evenings had a slow-drawl quality to them, as if they never intended to come to an end, and the effect was more pronounced when schools were out on...
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The Zen Of Red Crackers
Originally Written In 2017 When I was little I lived in a place called Nagpur. Heat-frazzled and sleepy Nagpur. The evenings had a slow-drawl quality to them, as if they never intended to come to an end, and the effect was more pronounced when schools were out on...
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