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In June’s As You Write It writing theme we want to hear about the book that has most impacted your life.
Books are such trustworthy and reliable companions that often we find ourselves lost in their pages, daily cares and mundane worries happily forgotten. But we will always have that favourite book; the one which taught us a valuable lesson, which changed us somehow, which inspired us or touched us profoundly and made a powerful impact in our lives. Tell us about this unforgettable book in your life.
Where to send: Send in your story to [email protected] with ‘The Book That Hooked Me’ in the subject line, and your story as a word/txt attachment. Do include the name we should use if we publish it, and a brief introduction to yourself (2-3 lines) in the mail.
By when: Please send in your stories by June 24th. The 5 best stories will be published on Women’s Web the following week, i.e. June 25th onwards.
– The material should be previously unpublished elsewhere. (Copyright stays with you and you’re free to subsequently publish it elsewhere).
– Keep it between 250 and 600 words.
Each published entry gets a Flipkart voucher worth Rs.200.
*Photo credit: Ozinho (Used under the Creative Commons Attribution License.)
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A feminist man sometimes seems like an oxymoron, but maybe there are some out there. How is it to be married to a feminist man?
How is it to be married to a feminist man?
This is a working list. Will keep adding to it.
Do you also have a feminist man at home? And if yes, what is it to be married to him? Do share.
Trust, understanding, and companionship thrived between us as we grew older while the initial intensity felt more stable and comforting kind of love
It was almost midnight. I was dead tired and fatigued.
I was feeling drained out and fatigued. My head was hurting badly. Sleep seemed far from eyes. I was tossing and turning in the bed I noticed his eyes were gaping at me, perhaps he wasn’t getting sleep either. Our eyes locked and soon I felt drawn toward his mysterious and irresistible charm.
With parted lips, he looked up through lashes. His side glancing at me stole my heart.
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