I am unpredictable!
I have grown up, like scores of other children, in an atmosphere of intense hysteria and anxiety. When I try to travel back to the time when, through the window of consciousness I peered for the first time into the sphere of reality, I retain these glimpses of relentless demonstrations and the anxious visages of restless people carrying the hearts of hope and despair simultaneously. We were then a non-inquisitive cluster of dead minds that did not have a semblance of idea what was actually going around. We didn¡¯t know, and possibly could not know, the meaning of those relentless cries of rebellion. Now after some million hours have passed I am having a more conscious
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