It's a protest against the law passed by govt. which happens to be undemocratic. The essay shows its fight for democracy.
It all feels good now. These wanderings, these touches, these ugly faces-these moments! Our kisses and souls are so young that it does not let each other think of tomorrow. Just madly mixed in each other's sweat. So irresistible is today that it makes all the fine lines between love, lust and infatuation intertwine with each other.
It's getting serious! One night goes, another comes and I remain here with my eyes open at a time when they are supposed to be closed. But they aren’t! I hear snores of the world and feel so poor… so poor and so devoid… devoid of sleep. Well, people call it insomnia.
It's a photo-story on family, when we going through some ups and down.And those are not only physically, mentally also.
Thousands of people of different ages, gender, religion and caste travel together huddled against one another sweating, eating, chatting together and dozing off peacefully on the shoulders of strangers in the compartments packed up with people.
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