The name is Sutra, Kama Sutra. My father was a philosopher and
I was conceived in the 2nd century AD. I was born in India as an
idea of liberation and modernity, but today I’m ridiculed in name of morality.
It’s an incredible story. To learn more, just pick up the latest India Tourism
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