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The search about city of Kanpur has taken me to unexplored portion of Internet. It is really hard to find these web pages in google search. Yet somehow, I managed to bring brilliant post written in Hindi about this city. You only require knowledge of Hindi and Hindi [Devnagari] font for reading it. If you do not have fonts, download it from above website . 1 - कानपुर तेरे कितने नाम… 2- झाड़े रहो कलट्टरगंज, मण्डी खुली बजाजा बंद 3- १८५७ के पन्ने: मदाम एन्जेलो की डायरी Enjoy the Kanpur series on this blog and if you do not know Hindi,then read loosely translated version of articles 1 , 2 & 3 .

I was searching for an article about Kanpur and found this gem. I am presenting here a paragraph taken from  "A Tale of Many Cities - A Tale of Just One City" . It is a point of view from the girl's side, a rare feat in blogland. You know you are in Kanpur when 1. You go to a mall, the city’s best and biggest, itching to spend some money, and the only stuff you find to spend it on is some really oily dosa and half-boiled corn. 2. A walk on the main road at 2 in the afternoon is punctuated by vulgar comments and some really vulgar comments. 3. No transport looks palatable, except if you want to make your journey with some suspicious-looking characters in ten-seater tempo vans. I dare you, especially after having had a sufficient dosage of the afore-mentioned vulgar comments. 4. Every T, D, and H (and by that I do not mean Tall, Dark, and Handsome) dons a leather jacket. 5. On the subject of leather, you see carts and trucks piled with leather shavings. You see towering tan...

Statutory warning: This post is not for cinephiles. Read on your own behalf and brain storming in comments is not needed. After dedicating many years of life in watching cinema from bhojpuri to french lingua, I have made futile attempt for penning about typical films in punch lines. Genrealization of commercial film texture from the World Cinema: a Korean film: Mostly romantic, where humiliation and love always seem to share a symbiotic relationship. a French film: Mostly Thriller, where very tight bound script with dynamic camera involves you till end with sensitive sex scenes. an American (Hollywood) film: Mostly sci fic/action ,where hyper specialized persons working in a team to fight alien problem to save humanity with loads of ammunition.Horror films need special mention as Blood flows like water with scattered body pieces and sex part is quite wild & erotic in them. an Italian film: Mostly memoirs which revolve around a character with nostalgic music filling the enviro...

I don't know How to say goodbye to mother, Each time eyes become wet and tear rolls on the cheek. I don't know, How to express love to father, Just lips are sealed each time in front of him, Wishing to give him a hug one day. I don't know, how to tell your feeling of loneliness to sister, when she will be gone to her new home after marriage...

My Parents, Brajesh Bhaiya, Zaheer Sir, Sharma Sir, Nirmal Sir, Ravi Sir and Mishra Sir are the ones who makes me what i am. I will not name any friends here since they will blame me of partiality. I am enlisting here some persons who enriched my thoughts in my short life time. I may agree or disagree with their opinion but each time they complete me in my aesthetic or characters in positive way. It gives me hope to become better person leaving behind my dark side. Dedicated to all act of goodness which transcends the border and restriction for the love of humanity and universal brotherhood. The long lasting list: Gautam Budha. Mahatma Gandhi, J.L.Nehru, Abhraham Lincoln, Abdul Ghaffar Khan , Atal Bihari Vajpayee. Al Gore,Sunita Narayanan,Suresh Pachauri, Mike Pandey. APJ Kalam,Charles Darwin, Richard Stallman. Raja Rammohan Roy,Vinoba Bhave, Mukhtaran Bibi, Arundhuti Roy,Teesta Setalvad, Medha Patekar, Prakash Aamte,Irom Chanu Sharmila. Shabhana Aazmi, Michale Moore, Hayushu Miyozaki...