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ABSTRACT Title of Thesis: Monsoon c
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© Copyright by Jesal Harin Kanani
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Acknowledgements Thanks to, Mummi f
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SUMMERS IN AGAAS All I knew was I h
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water - only its coolness cascading
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(that too all dressed in white) cam
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We ran out together, beyond the ice
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At Agaas, the train chugged in only
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forgotten my Mom? I peeked outside,
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prasad (actually mohanthal) which h
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We sat under the sun, looking at a
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- cry. I stared and stared at the o
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IRISH COFFEE “Keep the front rack
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“But you said that customers alwa
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Internet too, sometimes when there
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Rohan joined us the day after Holi,
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are all the Anime DVDs and game CDs
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“I would warn you against spraine
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and mothers‐in‐law and called g
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you ignore, refusing to pay it due
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The next day I did something, I had
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dog‐eared pages. All I had to do
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it was time to get ready for office
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After the play, we moved outside to
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“Social work.” A half mocking s
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Clutching her khadi bag close to he
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advanced application of Calculus. W
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“Tarkala. How far is it form here
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“I am Megha,” she said wonderin
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the far corner of the room and twil
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only one I have right now. I will n
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Megha waved her hand. “No, no you
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on the brown walls. “Bén, you wi
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He wakes up slowly, carefully, so a
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He walks into the bathroom, stoppin
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engagement, Smita ben had become qu
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the models step out reinvigorated,
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filigreed, breezy black party saree
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loves to open and close, close and
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fair, slim, homely, convent educate
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continues watching the TV and then
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Bhaveshbhai steps out of the buildi
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large oil cauldron. Bhaveshbhai ste
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some pigeons flutter away and land
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occasions. Preetiben splits the tal
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thousands in the earlier generation
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Today, she had awakened earlier tha
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(Mr. Mehta: did you begin breakfast
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eat on time, she would sleep on tim
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the loose binding; she picked up th
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comfortable way to live, but always
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