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The Silent Generation

Sandwiched – Torn between kids and parents Back in the eighties everyone in my hometown dreamt and made a dash for the borders. Not because of war, or imminent crises, but because of the promise of a better life. Now, mind you, most of my hometown of Bandra consisted of Catholic or Christian communities. We…

Woman with many hats

58 and Never Worked 9-5

I am not old school. In fact, I may be old-fashioned in some ways. But not old school. The thought of cubicles and grey walls with bright overhead lights makes me think of prison. First, let me list the types of work I have done. Retail — A Seattle-based company called International News, in a…

woman leaning on table

Know When to Quit

Yesterday I read a post on LinkedIn which talked about quitting. All my life at least all my adult life I was made to feel that quitting was for losers. In fact I even subscribed to the poem Don’t Quit. Flogging the Dead Horse So the first line of the post by Anna Marie Miller who…