just realised the rude way that history was in vain.
the brits still treat the indians the way the angrej did eons ago.
& here i am to direct a brit film.
lovely sunny morning. its 5 am and am unable to sleep.
its a 3 bedroom apartment. so quiet that i wonder whether i have any neighbours at all...
they seem to ahve liked the screenplay. am still woozy from the jetlag.
& eyes are still swollen from the wailing & crying bout day before after awwa died...
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