Tag Archives: Diary

And their eyes were my eyes.

Posted on August 20, 2015 by prashant bhatt

Many nuances of life came alive as we sat in Palam Vihar, seeing video diaries, photojournals and remembering the days gone by

Devraj bhai said – “Mummy kindled a love of literature in me.” Continue reading →

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Lost Generation

Posted on February 16, 2015 by prashant bhatt

An engineer friend lamented

“There is nothing you can hope from people who have become stunned by the continuous war.
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We remembered some of the Fahmys we knew Continue reading →

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Angry

Posted on January 21, 2015 by prashant bhatt

Every man`s life ends the same way. It is only the details of how he lived and how he died that distinguishes one man from another.
Papa Hemingway
..My friend BJ is angry and there are many reasons and details which feed his anger. Almost a hundred years down the time when Hemingway took part in World War I- I see the details of the life of a man negotiating through different layers, in war torn Libya Continue reading →

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