– as penned by Alo Sud, board member- Sharana He passed away, brutally snatched from us all, early that morning. It was Deepavali, festive and merry. There was light and laughter. We were happy. He was on his way home, with freshly cut poultry. We were going to feast. The lorry came and crushed the… Read more »
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