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Krupa Ge

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Opinion At 40, I developed a personality trait: Gold jewellery. Let me be a golden girl, sir

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By Krupa Ge Verified
| The Indian Express Verified
I had never been much of a jewellery girl, neither while growing up nor as an adult, no thanks to those strict school-uniform checks that took away any desire for accessories from me way back in the ’90s.
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How to raise a boy: I used to think I could curate my son’s world. I was wrong

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By Krupa Ge Verified
| The Indian Express Verified
He can sing Ishwar Allah Tero Naam, because my father taught him the hymn, because his thoughtful aunt gifted a Gandhi matryoshka doll that prompted this session. He’s a Sanjay Subrahmanyan fan, and requests songs any time he meets Sanjay maama. Loves thillanas. Has heard an entire jazz concert mesmerised. Loves brass instruments and percussion. Turns any surface into a drum. And he loves swings.
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Of families and love and lies: An excerpt from Krupa Ge’s Burns Boy

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By Krupa Ge Verified
| The News Minute Verified
I had zero interest in cookbooks. Once Aparna was convinced I didn’t care for the books, she dropped them off by Seema’s bed. Then she rushed back to me and told me about school in whispers. Nazia had called on the landline and my mother had told her I was in the hospital. ‘Does she know which hospital?’ ‘Hmmm.’ ‘Is she going to visit?’ She shrugged. That put me in a better mood. My mother was talking to Seema, but her eyes were on me and my sister. So, I lowered my voice too.
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