Hi. Tarun, I can feel what you write though from the other side of the moon, its hidden scarred face, being born a Brahmin for no fault of mine, and being a doted son of a father who otherwise is the greatest. Dad on the planet, apart from being blind by choice to caste and its scourge, I feel so ashamed and yet so proud to be his son.
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Hi. Tarun, I can feel what you write though from the other side of the moon, its hidden scarred face, being born a Brahmin for no fault of mine, and being a doted son of a father who otherwise is the greatest. Dad on the planet, apart from being blind by choice to caste and its scourge, I feel so ashamed and yet so proud to be his son.