Census 2011 tells me Hasanpur, my hometown has 34.55% Hindu population & 64.97% Muslim population. Christianity & Sikhism are the other two religions people believe in. Since I was born, I have seen a number of Mohalla fights (arguments) breaking out between the two majority communities in the few years I stayed here. Early days, when I was a child, this was rather common. Some kid from one community would beat up someone from the other faith and all concerned (read, unemployed) adults would huddle up together to solve the crime. Out of these crime scene situations, an understanding or say, a commentary had emerged among the Hindu clan, and it said, when the time comes, the Muslims help each other; they come together and they face the other side as one, but the Hindus, the Hindu are never united on anything. Hasanpur, Uttar Pradesh (Total population of the town basis Census 2015 is 211,533) 11th March 2017, afternoon I am in my hometown, since, the next two days, it...
Okay. This is late. The post you jot down when you leave college. I did not do it before because I did not know what I would write. To be frank, I almost did not like posts sounding as if the four years at college were the bestest thing to happen in one's life. It sounded a bit negative, a bit pessimistic. But, okay, the friendships and the time spent at college indeed deserve a post. To be true, much more than that. The story yearns to be told. I know I've had a better college life than Chetan Bhagat's. This story also has more characters than 'Five Point Someone'. More varied personas. The story starts, obviously, from the first year. I lived through the messy yet carefree spirit Harsh brought in our room, with the added sensible weight of Kuldeep's sincere character. The college, and the academics were almost non-existent throughout the year. Also, yes, I was more involved with my virtual life than the real people around. I met Alpana during this time. She de...