A Great Story, Made in India

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I bolted out of my lazy slump and turned towards him. I found his eyes in the rear-view mirror. His eyes were squinted, with creases at the ends that told me he was smiling. I kept looking at him. He sensed my interest and started his story.

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Aaqib Raza Khan

blogs from New Delhi

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