Bharat Bala as promised travels the length and breadth of India seeking the frequently missed sights, smells and sounds. This time in the sylvan settings of a village in Maharashtra he discovers the “Aajibainchi Shaala”-School for Grandmother’s to celebrate a pioneer woman who definitely is quite the torchbearer of the Second Sex-and unarguably, holds more than half the sky.
So will Saurav set all of this aside as idle banter and instead choose to be the quintessential Mumbaikar, professionally and commercially savvy - airy-fairy principles making way for prudence and realism?
You were of medium build, masculine in the Ashok Kumarish way.Copper-coloured, broad-forehead,big eyes sometimes amped further with those black framed powered spectacles,peppered shock of back-brushed hair,a prominent nose atop a firm jaw,dark and coarsened lips after years of Charminar,a strong hairy chest on broad shoulders_- all of it, standing on two sure legs.
Woh kare baat toh har lafz se khushboo aaye, Aisi boli wohi bole jise Urdu aaye. -Poet Ahmed Wasi-
It is no fault of mine that my heart sits on the left and the colour of my blood is red - Che Guevera
Notes for MA in English Literature, IDOL Mumbai University
Some Scattered Thoughts and Random Reflections
Odds and ends from my reporting on medicine and health policy in India
"Gladly wold he lerne and gladly teche"
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(Formerly Hatful of History)
Economist at UMass Boston
Critique de la science et du scientisme ordinaire
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