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I took the cart, then the gallop then the rope, my bare hands breaking, healing, firming, that grip of mine I climbed, I climbed on As I reach some solace, the stage where I camp, the grimmer greater summit stares down on me, glares at me, mocks me, challenges me the resolve to climb, the …
“I HATE it when a season ends in a cliff-hanger! Don’t the producers understand that we binge-watch for a resolution, not for continuance! If we can wait a year for the next part, can’t we just wait a week for the next episode, why binge watch, why release all episodes at once?” I ranted out …
I am committing sacrilege by writing about a Marathi book in Ingrazi (English.) My justification is that I am writing for the off chance that some bilingual person who has lost touch with their roots is inspired to revisit Marathi literature. After taking that high moral stand, let me come to a book grounded in …
