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याद ए माज़ी
“ये मेरा … ! मैंने द्वारे साँकल….. डेहरी फूल चढ़ा……” दो दिन से ये लाईने दिमाग़ पर हावी थीं। किर्र-किर्र, जेब में रखा फ़ोन वाइब्रेट कर रहा था। इतनी सुबह सुबह कौन कॉल कर रहा होगा? मोबाईल स्क्रीन पर तन्नू की फोटो देख कर चौंक गया। “नमस्ते, इतनी सुबह? सब ठीक?” “मन्दा, डैडी की याद…
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1984 And Me
I had never thought about this, but when I read her blog I realized that events of such magnitude affect the country as a whole and not any specific community. Missy Baba’s blog reflected my sentiments regarding 1984 and after. Whether it is 1984, Babri or Godhra (or even 1947), the politicians have always been successfully able…
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Rita
{All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.} [0] The loud rattle on the door woke me up. I looked at the watch, it was 6 am. I had been asleep only 2 hours after I came late from the party. I got up…