Love is nothing but selfish.
Love is everything but true.
More than any other medium… fiction mirrors truth… the reality of my times… so I write fiction.
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Sukhdev Singh is milking a buffalo when I call him. We are speaking after a long gap. His voice carries the same cheerful energy I remember....

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She is the only lifeline people have here. She keeps this place running. She has got everyone addicted and no matter whom you are, be it the...
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This early on a North Indian winter morning, only the brave venture out. Or those who must. He starts from his village at 3 am, just as ...
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It is a comfortable sofa and he has his feet up on the center table. As the movie finishes, he switches the channel to news. “In this vid...
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