Bharat, Beyond India: Sons of The Same Mother
Today, I am not writing any comment on any development in India. I am just uploading a few photographs, that I took in July this year at around midnight in Delhi. This is the scene just outside the venue of a dinner party organized by people, who really represent Shining India. But, these images betray the reality of Bharat that is striving to survive on the left overs by India. I can but hardly forget the dichotomy. Hope, sentiments are understood.
A sapien. Friend. Accidental journalist. Believe God is the greatest creation. Convinced that words, stories built human civilisation with the help of communication technology. Live in a metro with a heart of small town. Dreamer. Lover of humans, other natural things. Poetry. Philosophy. Lazy. Leisure. Beholding eyes for beauty. Life is a sentence that ends at a full stop.
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