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I was at HyperCity yesterday, and ahead of me in the aisle was a little kid, strolling his cart with his mom. The 3-foot-nothing thief kept picking up things from the shelves and slyly tossed them in the cart. After 2 packs of Oreos and a box of Choco Pie, his mom looked straight ahead and said with a deadpan expression, "Karan, none of that is going home with us." His look of feigned innocence gave him away and his mom broke into a smile. And Karan got his way.

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Ireland.
One country I've always dreamt of going to. One country I always dream of going to.

I knocked over my Oral B floss yesterday. At the base it read "Made in Ireland". And suddenly - just for a flash - I was in Ireland. And I loved it. I haven't bothered to straighten the floss to a vertical position. It doesn't matter that it doesn't fit among my other perfectly organized set of toiletries. I just like to see the 'make'. So that I can be reminded of things I must do, places I must see... and the person I must be.

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When I was in college, I used to be able to relate to so many songs. So many songs that felt like they'd been sung just for me.

Lately... there's no such song.
Okay, so maybe there's one such song.

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This evening I looked at the plants in my balcony and said, "I hope - for your sake and mine - that it rains."

And it did. It finally did.