Sitting in Jamalpur I have realised what I have been missing. The smell of the morning fire .The small thelawallah selling aloo chops. The standalone hair saloon blaring hindi songs. Never thought that a small town in the far end of Bihar would remind me so much of my own native village. There is something that truely unites this nation ..beyond the gibberish of history polity and economy.It is perhaps the heart
Posted on: Mon, 08 Sep 2014 17:13:40 +0000