During his short stint as a medical representative, young Mrinal once found himself at a lonely, boulders-strewn spot in Jhansi’s Hindi belt, shouting in Bengali, “I am an exile here!” Back in the hotel room he stripped himself and stood before the mirror, babbled to the image, broke into sobs. [x]
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![During his short stint as a medical representative, young Mrinal once found himself at a lonely, boulders-strewn spot in Jhansi’s Hindi belt, shouting in Bengali, “I am an exile here!” Back in the hotel room he stripped himself and stood before the mirror, babbled to the image, broke into sobs. [x]](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3xl5gY3cN1qlzsfyo1_500.jpg)