Early spring is a perfect time to change from our old winter selves to new spring beings; the glistening snow that turned to brown slush is ready to melt into groundwater the quenches the seeds of blossoming selves. [...]
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No one could have expected such a transformation. Our city, Allahabad, was a place about which people always said, “Nothing ever changes.” [...] My father could accept the limitations that time and circumstances had placed on his life when he felt that he was part of a continuum that ran from fearless pioneers to go-getting children. [...] |
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