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Reader's Digest India

Reader's Digest India October 2018

Reader’s Digest has been the world’s biggest-selling magazine for nearly nine decades. It is also India’s largest-selling magazine in English. Beneath the fun and excitement of its pages, the Digest is, above all else, a serious magazine that never loses sight of the fact that, each day, all of us confront a tough, challenging world. To the millions who read the Digest, it is not a luxury—it is a necessity. Deep within its widely varied package of humour, real-life dramas and helpful information, there is in every issue of the Digest a subtle power that guides people in every aspect of their lives.

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in this issue

2 min.
the loneliness of parenthood

I WENT BACK TO WORK when my son was six months old. It was a big decision, but I stuck with it. One half of me was always trying to finish office work, so I could rush home to my baby. Sometimes I would be stabbed by a sudden panic, What if something goes wrong? Then there was guilt: I would be suffocated by it every time I saw a little baby holding on to his mum—on the street, in a photo. But leaving baby behind with his nanny was actually the most difficult part. He always knew—when I got ready, it was time to leave. He made sure he never lost sight of me. And then, after looking at the watch and fretting about how late I was getting, we…

1 min.
humour in uniform

OUR BOATSWAIN’S MATE was a smoker who would toss his matches overboard. One day, he surprised us all when he popped a cigarette in his mouth and produced an expensive lighter from his pocket. With great fanfare, he flipped open the top, flicked the spark wheel, lit his cigarette … then chucked the lighter overboard. BOB McCORD AT CAMP LEJEUNE, USA, there was an officer who was loathed. One day, I called the training centre and a guy with the same last name as him answered. “That’s a unique name,” I said. “Do you have a relative in the Marines?” “Yes,” he said. “Lieutenant Colonel [same last name] is my cousin.” As I tried to think of something pleasant to say about the colonel, he jumped in. “Don’t worry. I can’t stand him either.” Source: notalwaysright.com Reader’s…

4 min.
over to you

IN ALL BUT A NAME ‘My Family’s Slave’ is a truly heart-rending tale. Lola’s story mirrors the life of millions of people around the world who are ‘slaves’ in everything but a name—it is appalling how they are treated by their employers. But the author’s love and compassion for her reaffirms our faith in the goodness of humanity. It fills me with positivity to see that he neither grew up to be a tyrant like his grandfather nor insensitive like his parents. PRACHI JAIN, New Delhi THE GIFT OF GRATITUDE The article ‘Thank You So Much for Caring’ reminded me of the words by William Arthur Ward: “Feeling gratitude and not expressing it is like wrapping a present and not giving it.” Thanksgiving, in particular, calls upon us to acknowledge with the deepest appreciation…

4 min.
the festival of giving

IT WAS AN ORDINARY SUMMER day in Goa. Pedestrians, shop owners, daily-wage labourers and city cleaners went about their day, trying to survive the oppressive heat. At midday, a small group of children, accompanied by volunteers from the NGO Spending Time and Reaping Smiles (STARS), showed up with three coolers filled with chilled juice and began offering the refreshing drink to everyone, free of cost. The joyful astonishment on the recipients’ faces delighted the kids and soon every drop was given away to the grateful passers-by. It was a simple offering but the children, and the strangers they helped, imbibed a valuable lesson—even a small act of giving can make a big difference. In an age when virality is amongst the most admired of virtues, imagine if giving went viral? If…

2 min.
life’s like that

THE FIRST REACTION to R. K. Narayan’s Tiger for Malgudi, in which the narrator is a tiger, was not complimentary. But all that changed when readers discovered profound insights and literary circles spoke highly of it. Around this time, I met the author at his Mysore residence. As our talk veered towards the book, Narayan noted, with a witticism typical of him: “I wanted it to be much longer. But then, you cannot stay inside a tiger for long.” C. V. VENUGOPAL, Bengaluru AS MY WIFE AND I prepared for our garage sale, I came across a painting. At the back, I discovered that I had written “To my beautiful wife on our fifth anniversary. I love you … Keith.” Feeling nostalgic about a gift I’d given her 25 years ago, I…

3 min.
monkey business

IT’S MONKEY SEASON IN DELHI AGAIN, which means walking on the streets is rendered additionally challenging. You have to keep your eyes on walls and balconies to spot fast-moving or lurking shapes while simultaneously trying not to trip on the intricate trap-maze that is the average Indian street. There are two kinds of people when it comes to urban Indian monkeys. The first display enviable calm, chatting with them or not even acknowledging their presence and just going about their business—perhaps they cannot distinguish between Delhi’s monkeys and its humans. I am the other kind. I love monkeys only in fiction and amusing internet videos. I’ve had four home invasions, and a tug-of-war over food that ended badly for the whole street, so my monkey-story standards are high. I’m sharing the…