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Let's crank this up a bit, shall we?

Earlier I'd asked you to send me your letters to your teenage self and I've received some of the most wonderfully interesting responses. All of which may be read here.

I wish to make it a bit more interesting. I'd like to turn this into a competition.

Write the most compelling letter to your adolescent self and send it to me at ammania@gmail.com by the end of the month. My favourite letter will win a prize (which is yet to be decided). You could even send a picture of yourself as a teen, if you like. Or go anonymous, if you would rather.

Either way, get writing and I look forward to your letters. Thank you!

Yes, that's me as a 13-14 year old with Blogeswari by my side.

Novice Triathlon

I just had a crazy idea. There's this novice triathlon to be held on the 4th of July. To complete the event, I need toswim 200m, bike 5km and run 2.5km. I've done all of these before. Only not one after the other.

But I need to do this for some reason other pure, personal motives. And I'm thinking of Projectwhy on this occasion.

Should I give it a go?

If I knew then what I know now

A while ago Stephen Fry wrote a letter to his teenage self in G2. It was a wonderfully reflective piece, typically Fry-esque. It got me thinking. If you could talk to your teen self what would you tell her? Send your thoughts in a mail to ammania@gmail.com . Mention 'If I knew then what I know now' in the subject line. All letters will be posted in Lost in Post

Yes, that's me as an 18-19 year old.

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A quick tale 228

An Offering

It was Sundar who first spotted them. Tiny black dots scurrying around in a frenzy on the kitchen floor. He blinked rapidly mistaking them for little squiggles that often swam before his eyes when they hadn't yet fully adjusted to the bright morning light. It was only when he got down on his hands and knees to inspect the purposefully moving dots that he realised what they were. He instinctively squashed a couple of ants under this thumb before he remembered how as a young boy, his grandmother would smack him on the back of his palm and tell him off for killing harmless insects. She would tell him how in his next birth, he would be born an ant and be crushed to death by a little boy. Sundar could not understand how he could come back as an ant when only two days ago she had warned him that he'd be born a sparrow who'd be stoned to death by a lad "just like him" But he never asked her about it because if he had, he'd get a clip around the ears and …

I have this little sister...

...Lola. She's small and very funny'. That's how Charlie introduces Lola in their eponymous show every evening at 6.45 on Cbeebies. Lauren Child's (an appropriate name for a children's author if there was one!) characters are funny, incisive and really, very ever-so very clever. Here's a little sample of their quirky little world.





On a related note, I have this little sister Blogeswari, who celebrates her birthday tomorrow. Happy birthday, thangachee!

Fruits of my labour

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(Okay, the joke's starting to wear out...even for me)