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How to be thankful for your health?

I am always thankful for my health. When I see somebody physically challenged or under a temporary illness, I feel bad for them and at the same time blessed to have a healthy working...

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How to engage kids while you eat

Delhi is the capital city and when it comes to browsing restaurants, there are plenty of options. But have you ever searched for restaurants that can engage your kids while you eat? Well, your...

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Old Memories – Fresh Pen | Series 9

Every second that passes becomes a memory. You can never have enough of them. This is the last post in the series and my fresh pen can’t decide which way to proceed. Growing older...

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Old Memories – Fresh Pen | Series 8

This day I have completed 7 years of my life. My fresh pen takes me back to the old memory when my little brother was kept in my hands for the first time. I...

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SITARAM BHARTIA- A caring hand towards mom and baby

“Sitaram Bhartia – Institute for Science and Research is a 70-bed, multi-speciality hospital located in New Delhi’s Qutab Institutional Area.” “88% of low-risk first birth moms had a normal delivery in 2016!” “The Maternity...

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Old Memories – Fresh Pen | Series 7

While recalling old memories, I heard a particular song which took me back in time. I was a kid when this song was very famous. And every other day it used to come on...

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Old Memories – Fresh pen | Series 6

While writing with my fresh pen and reviving my old memories, I feel like a 5-year-old again. An obedient small girl who enjoyed her own company and never missed being with friends. But every...

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Old Memories – Fresh Pen | Series 5

Many times you think about the past and feel now it is time to move on. But do we really move ahead? I don’t feel so. You always compare your present with your past....

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Old Memories – Fresh Pen | Series 4

Remembering old memories is coming out to be fun. It is a mixed bag of emotions. Many thoughts make you feel silly and the others sorry. Today, my pen wants to scribble the time...