“A writer,” he says, “doesn’t have any place in society, in its
hierarchy. I feel my dignity when I am in my room, when I am with my
books and papers. When I go outside…” He doesn’t finish his sentence.
Tehelka has a comprehensive coverage of Uday Prakash, the angst-ridden Hindi writer, who writes with great empathy about Mohandases (the underdogs) and hates the powerful, the rich and New Delhi's well-connected writers in an odd but intense fashion..
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