They finally bumped him. It was breaking news. Facts were
sketchy, but news channels looped the story all night. Schedules were adjusted
to accommodate programming on his life story. Experts were lined up for panel
discussions. There was no shortage of creativity in newspaper headlines the next
morning. Some called him smut. Few others, Bhai.
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Writing was my first love. I loved getting lost in the world of words. It was the joy of watching a blank piece of paper transform into a ...
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It was 5 am on a damp Sunday morning. He was the first one to get there. But others would be there soon. The fights were unavoidable. Th...
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He navigated his bike through the narrow dirt road between soaring mountains and steep gorges. This road trip with his buddies was like a...
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