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On the off-Chance. -  THE CHANCE ISSUE: Celebrating Error.
The Fuschia Tree
Editor's Note.
Fate? Or Chance? Is always the question. Were you at the right place at the right time, or were you pre-ordained to have, at 1.53am, met the love of your life, as you seemingly randomly decided to take a night walk to buy a tub of ice cream that you would eventually forget to buy? You had fallen asleep on the couch because today was the big speech, otherwise you would be snoring in bed right now. You woke with a start when a fire engine passed by, and you realized you had broken into a sweat. The night was hot, and when you opened your window to let the breeze in, you smelled something so raw and real, you felt an overwhelming desire to take a walk. And to eat ice cream. And there he was: Indian marigold tucked behind his ear, The Winter's Tale in one hand and... ice cream in another. Butterscotch with blueberries. Need I go on?
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By Himraj Soin, Issue 12, The Chance Issue, September 2012

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Illusion: Seeing Beyond Seeing
Meaning: In Search of Significance.
Melody: A Different Tune
Rhythm: Ordering Time

Dhrupadi Ghosh is an old friend of mine. We have often had long sessions of adda late at night, discussing her dream projects since her college days at Santiniketan, where she majored in Sculpture.