Demon or Revolutionary?
A thought keeps returning to my mind— a quiet conflict that refuses to settle. If today you were to place a revolver in my hand, perhaps it would awaken a demon within me. But if that same revolver had been given to me before 1947, it might not have awakened a demon, but instead given […]
The Pen Was Always in Our Hands
Maybe destiny was never written. Maybe we are writing it. For generations people have said that everything in life is already written. In India we grow up hearing the phrase: “jo likha hai, wo hoga” — what is written will happen. The idea is comforting.It suggests that somewhere, beyond our understanding, life follows a script […]