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17.5.15

Sunday ka Funda

"I've laid in a ghetto flat Cold and numb I heard the rats tell the bedbugs To give the roaches some Everybody wanna know Why...

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Farzana Versey: Mumbai, India; Writes. Rights.
From on-field journalism to armchair critique. Words are a weapon, they are also a shield.
Also, a frustrated artist. A frustrated singer. A frustrated gourmand. A frustrated photographer. This helps. It adds pathos to the plebeian.
I have a healthy disregard for objectivity.

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