On Utkal Diwas, I went looking for my friend Utkal.
Quiet. Unassuming. Like a best-kept secret. I searched the streets, corner shops, and places of worship where such a friend might linger.
Couldn’t find him.
Dead? Unlikely.
Alive? Perhaps.
Like Erwin Schrödinger’s cat
Carl Sagan's Pale Blue Dot OFFICIAL https://t.co/BMvnL88wwT via @YouTube
Sometimes we need to realise who we are. Humbling. Yet we fight, argue in the blink of an eye.