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These stories took me back to school. In the middle of heavy science lectures that demanded a disconnect from all emotion and forced reluctant, fresh teenagers to swallow technical gyaan down, two periods used to be especially refreshing - english and Punjabi. The strain of pain that runs through the quiet landscape of real life situations, slowly unfurling layers of the past, with echo of every subsequent layer growing louder and louder, screaming to be heard yet maintaining a burning silence : moves. Hauntingly beautiful? Yes, indeed.