Our freedom fighters are still standing at Charukola looking down at us, watching each of our steps, asking us “ We have done everything for you and what have you done?”
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All art is a kind of confession, more or less oblique. All artists, if they are to survive, are forced, at last, to tell the whole story; to vomit the anguish up.
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