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“She used to call me on the phone and scream, 鈥淚 LOVE YOU SO MUCH, I AM GOING TO CHOP YOU INTO PIECES SO SMALL, YOU WILL BE A POWDER AND NO ONE WILL FIND YOU.”
― Scaachi Koul, One Day We'll All Be Dead and None of This Will Matter

“I chose to have only salads and fruits.This was a matter of concern for all my overly concerned relatives.
鈥淢aya, why isn鈥檛 Amira eating anything?鈥� asked aconcerned distant relative, someone I had spoken to maybe once in my entire life.
All I felt like saying to Monisha Auntyat that moment was, 鈥淎unty, before worrying about my food habits, worry about your cokehead son, Tarun.鈥� But I held my tongue and let the grownups carry on with their banter.
鈥淥h Monisha, don鈥檛 worry about her. You know this generation. They all have these phases. In no time, she will again be hogging her junk food.鈥� my motherreplied.
But was I going to be? Why did my own mother鈥檚 words sting me to such an extent that I considered it to be my first trigger towards the journey of a lifetime of making excuses to run away from social situations that involved food or running far, far away from the slightest smell of food?”
― Insha Juneja, Imperfect Mortals : A Collection of Short Stories

“My nephew is still at preschool, i am a proud aunty once found him took care of his pets. He cleaned up the mini aquarium for his fish, fed the turtle, and played with his hamsters.”
― Ratih Kartikasari