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Maybe this text should start with the word ‘democracy’ that has been in existence for more than two millennia i.e. even before humans found that the earth is not flat. And the ambiguity of this word is, it is still in practice and we still claim it as the ultimate governing form or height of political civilization. On another end, the hardest truth is that, we – the same humans found that Earth is not flat, Earth is not the center of the Universe, but merely a small planet orbiting a normal star, which is present in the suburb of an ordinary galaxy, that is millions of light years away from center of the Universe. Now we are just one step away from the big bang, trying to find whether the big bang was real or if the Universe is finite with no birth or death across its lifetime, without any boundary and with multiple dimensions [1]. If we go back to our school, we would recollect a few definitions about the word ‘democracy’, which is available even in Wikipedia now – the word comes from...

Charlie and Eddie Proudfoot My mom died a year ago. The day she went from being a human being – a woman and a mother – to a corpse, was a day after the Vardha cyclone, and 53 days after demonetization. It was a chaotic time, for the real and political landscapes of our city. It took me a complete year to be able to address this explicitly, although death, or someone detaching themselves completely, is not something new in my life. Like everyone, I too have come across deaths before, and many people including my own father got lost without any connections in the track of my life. But this whole year has been a completely new experience. The reality that the woman I called ‘mother’ is no more and the fact that I live with the presence of another woman – girlfriend. Nothing outlandish happened, everything went on as routine. I woke up, cooked, went to the office, travelled, read a few books, wrote a little, and I overcame my mother’s death without any depression or trauma. I sho...