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I have no idea what to write. Or even, where to start... Uff! Writing has abandoned me, it seems. I feel lost, and the more I think about it, the more indifferent I become. Maybe, and just maybe, I should stop thinking and start writing. About what? I don’t know. The clueless hands rose to [...]
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Reviewer Analysis I was 10. My father had just been transferred to a faraway land called Kaza (that’s what happens when you fail to please the politicians), which meant, my summer holidays were going to be spent there. The journey from Palampur to Kaza was a long one, three days to be precise. We travelled [...]
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Am I a proud Indian? The land of saints and sages and rare, revered religions; Of preachers and teachers and large, lustrous legions; Of a nation that was a nation, before, the birth of rationality, And of a nation that is a nation, after, the death of morality. Those, who are proud, speak of, hundreds […]

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Their lips enveloped each other. The tongues cavorted. Both trembled. One aah’ed, the other ooh’ed; both tried to savour their lust, which was urging for more, with each passing moment. Their hands clasped, their feet worked against the friction caused by the sweat of their bodies, and they pushed each other. And they pushed quite [...]
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