Found Love: The Story of a Book

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My monthly column at B’Khush, a slice of the bittersweet days of my childhood and the towering presence of Enid Blyton in it. My readers may have wondered why I don’t talk much about my father in my essays, stories and poems. This one is for my Father, my lost childhood days, and also for my daughters who have enlivened the child within me with their own bedtime stories. I hope parts of the story resonates with my readers and hope while reading, they would understand the need and urgency of mine to find the child within myself, hidden in an unseen nook of my mind.