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Much Aloo About Nothing
As I devoured the last remaining bits of the leftover Diwali Mysore Pak my mother had made, my wife asked a question: “I am ordering samosa, do you want some?” Some savory stuff would be nice, I thought. But there is a problem. My North Indian wife and my North Indian friends have been running…
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MFA Isn’t Just for Security. It’s for Feelings
My father visited me a few days ago, and I had gone to drop him off at the airport. Now, whenever I go with my wife to the airport, saying goodbye to each other is a multi-step process complete with multi factor authentication. The first goodbye is when she gets down from the car. The…
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Sugar – are you there?
The AC in the bedroom wasn’t cooling at all. Must be too hot, I thought and forced myself to sleep. It wasn’t that hot—I knew exactly why it wasn’t cooling deep down. I don’t do a lot of chores around the house, but in an unspoken arrangement, appliance upkeep has been my area. I am…