What a failure, Mr Bond, what a failure at the Kolkata lit fest.
You wrote the flight of pigeons, and Delhi is not far. You know the heart and soul of India. Those words were good enough, but you should have spoken your heart out.
Those pahadans didn’t give you strength enough to say anything bold, frank and true about current issues and situation? Or was that court case for obscenity enough to scare you, and to call yourself a God fearing atheist?
Stay in Mussoorie forever.