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On leaving Ahmedabad

December 16, 2007

It was not a sleepless night I spent the day after my interview for the Indian Express. But the three times I woke up on that hard hotel bed, I murmured to myself…’Indian Express, Ahmedabad’. That’s how much I wanted this job. That’s how much I wanted to be here, of all papers, of all [...]

May all your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view, where something strange and more beautiful and more full of wonder than your deepest dreams waits for you.

Of the gladdest moment in human life, methinks, is the departure upon a distant journey into unknown lands. Shaking off with one mighty effort the fetters of habit, the leaden weight of routine, the cloak of many cares and the slavery of civilization, man feels once again happy.

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On leaving Ahmedabad

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