The films might have a happy ending. But is it really a happy ending for us who carry pepper sprays, Swiss knives, and a look of panic on our faces?
Category Archive: Journalist Diaries
It was another night after a long day’s work. The bus was late and I reached Nungambakkam railway […]
As I read about the ceasefire violations along the LoC, militant infiltration, army retaliation, thoughts ran wild. I […]
It was 9 pm and Nungambakkam railway station was in its normal Friday night torpor of tired commuters […]
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