Each day my father tells me to write my daily diary before I go to sleep. Each night, I sleep a guilty man. Guilty of not keeping the promise, guilty of disappointing myself and the ones who trust me.

Amongst other things, he wants me to write about international politics every evening. How and where the world is going and where I wish to take her. I think it’s a multifaceted question. World like galaxies is moving in all directions. You will see the motion differently depending upon your location. But, believe me, it’s a fascinating motion from where I find myself.

Possibly, every young man in each era would have felt the same. There is so much happening around. The speed and intensity of events, the rise and fall of powers and the shifting focal points of geopolitics makes it an interesting world from the perspective of someone who wants to capture it – with a camera and a pen.

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