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Forty Eight Hours – a short story from India.

In March 2004 I was 25 years old. With not a care in the world, no particular place to be and zero commitments to speak of, I packed up a rucksack and headed off to India. The future lay sparkling and I thought it would last forever. “Samosa… pakora… vegetable cutlet! Samosa… pakora… vegetable cutlet! […]

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Butch Cassidy and The Cashew Kid – a short story from India.

In March 2004 I was 25 years old. With not a care in the world, no particular place to be and zero commitments to speak of, I packed up a rucksack and headed off to India. The future lay sparkling and I thought it would last forever. My travels around India had been highly eventful […]

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The Bus Journey From Hell – a short story from India.

In March 2004 I was 25 years old. With not a care in the world, no particular place to be and zero commitments to speak of, I packed up a rucksack and headed off to India. The future lay sparkling and I thought it would last forever. “Udaipur! Udaipur! Uuuuuuudaipur!!!” With less than a minute […]

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Fear and Loathing in Jaipur – a short story from India.

In March 2004 I was 25 years old. With not a care in the world, no particular place to be and zero commitments to speak of, I packed up a rucksack and headed off to India. The future lay sparkling and I thought it would last forever. Jaipur had sounded great on paper. ‘‘The pink […]

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Same Same But Different – a short story from India.

In March 2004 I was 25 years old. With not a care in the world, no particular place to be and zero commitments to speak of, I packed up a rucksack and headed off to India. The future lay sparkling and I thought it would last forever. It was a warm, sunny afternoon in Agra […]

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What Do You Think of Love? – a short story from India.

In March 2004 I was 25 years old. With not a care in the world, no particular place to be and zero commitments to speak of, I packed up a rucksack and headed off to India. The future lay sparkling and I thought it would last forever. Delhi’s imposing Red Fort came into view long […]

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