Tuck away in a corner of the library, a National Geographic magazine up at eye level. There I was engulfed in the images before me, dreaming of exploring the world. Again little did I know an hour has passed and my mom was yet again looking for me. This was often the case on Saturday mornings during my preteens. At the age of 12, I received an A3 size atlas. I would often lie flat on my tummy in […]
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