"We are not here to write......
we are here to communicate"
He who spoke the truth, is paying for it.
Hurrying for the college, hiring a rick (a manipal term for an autorickshaw), reaching on time were not just for the sake of it. "Has he come.....," " has it started......" were a few sms queries hastily made. Being scolded on the phone for being late was deeply regretted. And why not?? He is no ordinary person. One of the finest editors of the country, author of books namely Shade of Swords, Riot after Riot ( one of those which I could find in the college library), M.J.Akbar was in our college today. That felt great, indeed. Grabbing a seat at a far end of the hall, I sat with my eyes and ears open, to catch the slightest frequency which hit my antenna (ear pinna).
from the beginning till the end of his speech....it all
PS: This was written on the 10th of April 2008. Due to my blog dormancy, got delayed being published... Apologies
No comments:
Post a Comment