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Delhi, India

" The boy heard the horses , Still a quarter of mile away, the desolate landscape was a garden , and he completely indifferent to the sighs & sounds" I am no keen student of life, So i don't think of anything about the battlefield called life with some approaching objectivity. there is always emotions there, but no longer the emotions of despair, and panic. It is more uncertain and manageable feeling, compounded with happiness & perhaps even the smartening of guilt. But such detailed diagnosis is not my way. I dont Analyse. I feel.