Awanthi Vardaraj

In Her Own Words

A Valentine’s Day Greeting for my Ex-Boyfriends

As I’m single for Valentine’s Day this year, and as I possess a healthy disrespect for the holiday no matter what my current romantic status, I thought I’d do things a little differently and write a greeting for my ex-boyfriends. […]

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Last Will and Testament

I dropped in unexpectedly on mum the other day to find her having a cup of tea with her solicitor, a kindly old man whom I’ve known since I was a little girl. My most endearing memory of him is […]

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The Human Condition

I consider myself blessed. My friends constantly challenge me to think more closely and less guardedly, and in so doing they help me see more clearly more often. In recent times, a friend talked to me in great depth about selfishness. […]

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A return to girlhood?

  “Oh how I wish I could go back to being fifteen again”, lamented my best friend Aro to the world at large. Lolling near the window on a large couch, with a book in one hand and an iced […]

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What if?

    A friend recently broke up with her boyfriend of four years, because of what if. What if, she said, it didn’t work out? What if her ex-boyfriend who was still in her life was still the one for […]

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Sex and the Indian Woman

Does anyone remember Lakshmi Pandit? I wouldn’t blame you if you didn’t. Her story was small and insignificant in the face of other stories, but it changed her life. Lakshmi was a beautiful and ambitious young woman who competed in […]

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Ten

10) Cooking is therapeutic. I often cook when I’m not hungry, or when I don’t need to, simply because I need to do something with my hands. I often call myself a Kitchen Witch because there does seem like a […]

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The Silly Season

It’s that time of the year again. I simply adore December. Even when things aren’t always wonderful and when life is filled with trials, such as I have mentioned in this blog in the past, or the knowledge that Wizengamot […]

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Tiny tiny town

“I just feel so wrong.” That was my favourite phrase when I was growing up and my friends learned to dread it. It was usually followed by my fervent wish that something would happen to get me out of the […]

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500

At some point unbeknownst to me this blog gained – and sped past – 500 site visits. It feels like an important enough milestone for me to make a post devoted entirely to it. 500 is a nice round number. […]

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