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It took me a while to realise that I was in the wrong lane and fatally so. All the headlights were rushing straight into my eyes and one of the drivers shouted an expletive too. It was sometime in the 1990s. I was on my Yamaha 100cc, returning home after a visit to an acquaintance who lived on one of the many remote cliffs of the little hill town of Shillong. The acquaintance had directed me on a shortcut. Shortcuts abound in the hills. And the shortcuts on the hills can be...
