Aftab Alam (15 th April 1967 / , , RANCHI,)
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We differ in resemblance, language, caste, creed, religion, and attitude
All the fingers are not same, yet while eating, all the fingers together
Now, my question is this; why can’t we learn with this paradox? My dear
Why scattered we and the society? Corruption, crime, terror, all in multitude!
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