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by Saurav Kumar
Jun 30, 2026
For Vijay Pratap Singh, one more journey loomed. One more “tour” as they called it in the office. The month was about to end, but the soul-sapping heat of the Gangetic plains didn’t look like abating. The rains had remained like the government’s many promises: grand in design and absent in execution. In this unforgiving weather, in this unforgiving land where unforgiving people lived, Vijay Pratap Singh had the unforgiving task of selling them churan and other traditional
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