Ghachar Ghochar

by Vivek Shanbhag

natural as it is for families to pretend that they desire what is thrust upon them as an inevitability.

In retrospect, many of the new objects had no place in our daily lives. Our relationship with the things we accumulated around us became casual; we began treating them carelessly.

It’s true what they say – it’s not we who control money, it’s the money that controls us. When there’s only a little, it behaves meekly; when it grows, it becomes brash and has its way with us. We

the sword of insult seldom cuts on the surface. No, it lacerates from within and leaves wounds that reopen with remembrance.

The well-being of any household rests on selective acts of blindness and deafness.