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24.7.11

Sunday ka Funda

A man and a woman sat by a window that opened upon Spring. They sat close one unto the other. And the woman said, "I love you. You are ...

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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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