Two Years and a Note to the Writers

Kartikey Sehgal

The Young India started out as an experiment (an expression by itself) in style, prose and courage. Now, I am the only expressionist in the post-modernist sea of cerebral waste. The other writers are living—as I am no serial killer—but they are merely claimants to their wisdom.

I summarise them thus:

  • Outbursts over issues are calls for attention; to ensure presence and identity, at least in the intellectual life-sphere.
  • No expression at all. Their blogs are almost-vacant;

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