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(C), SHAMIT BAGCHI, Dec 2007. A DESCRIPTION: More from the realm of the absurd, the sketch depicts two people involved in a brawl in the middle of a street. And it seems like one person has succeeded in giving the other a fatal blow. But which one ? Or have both succeeded .......... Are they different people? Or is it man fighting with himself? As always.

The soul is never born nor does it die at any time. It has neither past nor future. It is unborn, ever existing, permanent and ancient. Just as a man discards worn out clothes and puts on new clothes, the soul discards worn out bodies and wears new ones. It is a fact that that which is born is certain to die and that the one which has died is bound to take birth. There is no need to worry for the unavoidable. All created beings were unmanifest in the beginning, manifest themselves in the middle and become unmanifest again when they die in the end. If this is so then where is the need for lamentation?

The top three, best writing from my blog posts in 2007. Go read 'em: Unconscience Deep B Why Sonia Gandhi should be the coach of the Indian Cricket team.

They keep an eye on every part of you! (C) SHAMIT BAGCHI, 2007. Sketched, photographed and edited using Picasa.