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Nature: Conserve, Share & Care
I looked out of my window. Several years ago, the view outside was straight out of a picture postcard. Set against a background of blue green mountains and dense evergreens, a host of wild flowers – snow white daisies, pale yellow marigolds and bright red poppies – carpeted the ground. As a kid, I had spent many raucous hours playing there with my friends and as a teenager I had spent many peaceful hours reading under a birch tree. It was Paradise.
Summer Camp
If you're peppy and you know it, clap your hands (clap clap)
If you're peppy and you know it, clap your hands (clap clap)
If you're peppy and you know it, then your face will surely show it
If you're peppy and you know it, clap your hands. (clap clap)
Christina, Emily, Florence & I have friends since our first day as kindergarten. We called ourselves the ‘Peppy Four’. We had adopted the slightly modified nursery rhyme as our anthem and our dearest dream was to go on an adventure like Enid Blyton’s Famous Five... Five on a Treasure Island was unanimously voted as the best story ever!
My Gold Mornings #Colgate360GoldMornings
“The best way to start the day is with a cup full of positivity,” my mother always said. I agree. That and a cup of coffee.
When I was younger I hated getting up early, especially during the long winters. The prospect of living my warm bed was to get ready for school was positively appalling. I would beg my mom to let me shut my eyes to five more minutes of dreams and on days she relented often resulted in me barely making to my classes on time.
When I was younger I hated getting up early, especially during the long winters. The prospect of living my warm bed was to get ready for school was positively appalling. I would beg my mom to let me shut my eyes to five more minutes of dreams and on days she relented often resulted in me barely making to my classes on time.
Zombie Apocalypse: A Zica Adventure.
Pippa and I had barricaded ourselves in our third floor apartment. The sofa, a book case and a chest of drawer had all been piled up against the front door… just in case.
We sat in absolute silence only broken by the occasional growl outside.
“Please let this be a nightmare,” I prayed silently.
We sat in absolute silence only broken by the occasional growl outside.
“Please let this be a nightmare,” I prayed silently.
Navigating Troubled Days
I stand in front of the mirror dilly dallying over a strand of straying hair. Music wafts in through the slightly opened door, some Bollywood number about long lost love. I feel the beginning of a headache as I try to block out the cacophony of excited voices outside my room.
Raja Dada is getting married in two hours. I can’t call in sick at my own brother’s marriage.
“Get a grip,” I tell myself.
Raja Dada is getting married in two hours. I can’t call in sick at my own brother’s marriage.
“Get a grip,” I tell myself.
The Proposal
Fourth February, 2011
I decided to leave work early today. By early I mean, in time for dinner rather than the usual last cab before midnight. The project for March was of mammoth proportions and even with sixteen hours working days we were only just meeting deadlines.
So, could I afford to leave work in time for dinner? No, absolutely not.
I decided to leave work early today. By early I mean, in time for dinner rather than the usual last cab before midnight. The project for March was of mammoth proportions and even with sixteen hours working days we were only just meeting deadlines.
So, could I afford to leave work in time for dinner? No, absolutely not.
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