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Who knows who is selling. Yes, there is an emotional connection. Now when I am sitting to account for my life, I find that I have not done anything. I am selling those names of oil, soap, cigarette matches, which we call as brands, in the village environment, where even now the candles are still burning. Nine days lasted two and a half kos. Just playing the city game, in the village. I am making a candle meet another candle. In this long journey, every day something touches the heart. Kuber’s wealth is buried in Pandora’s box. I am opening the pamphlets of the bundle of memories, groping my twinkling candle in the gleaming lights of the city. -Rajkumar Jha
