Last Spring, I took a course about Indian culture. The teacher was in love with India yet with clear vision. One day, in the break, I rushed to her chatting about my new amazing topic which diverged into politics: Ghandi phenomena. With a composure of a reflective yet loving person, she told me: "While being that great phenomena, only few knew what a dictator and failing father to his family, he was". Identities, perceptions and perspectives: Colors of life.
Good morning world.
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