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Subrat SaurabhAuthor of Kuch Woh PalMan is born. He dies. Between the two events lies his tragicomic lifetime, a cocktail of emotions, thoughts, ideas and actions. He bobs along under the delusion of a well-planned order but life awaits him at blind turns. He may then howl, shards tearing into his soul or he may choose to let the blood sing in his veins. In either case, the mask slips often.
Rather than charge like the Light Brigade, most mince along, watching their step, glancing behind,
Neerja Sangha
In the India of the nineteen eighties, ambition was not a nice word, only losers enrolled in the humanities stream at senior school and the word most often used to describe life was “struggle”. Neerja Sangha’s path received further definition when she married into the armed forces. There was always a given way of going about things.
Life was good, regulated enough to ensure securit
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