They were getting married in a week. Raghu wanted to celebrate this Valentine's with his pretty fiancé. They sat and talked of their plans after the wedding.
And the Saffron Brigade went berserk. Raghu's hand was broken. The red on Leela's forehead was not vermilion, but blood.
Independence for them was still a distant dream...
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A post by Sudhakar who blogs at Idli Vada Sambar
A post by Sudhakar who blogs at Idli Vada Sambar
Yes, we may be independent but we are not free and we are under "fear" most o the time.
read this post on channel one and liked it.. :)
very apt write up.. :)
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