The greatest poet from india named Rabindranath Tagore once said that "i m still suffering from my nobel prize notoriety and i donot know what nusing nome there is where i can go and get rid of my latest and greatest trouble. To deprive me of my seclusion is like shelling on oyster - the rude touch of the curious world is all over me. I m pining for the shade of obscurity. I hope you have not already tired of my name being discussed in every newspaper and you donot despise me who has been dragged from his nest of dreams into the most crowded market of public applause. Why do i not have a word of sympathy from you in my time of distress?... I shall fet no peace now.Ii shall get no peace now.I shall be worried with appeals, all kinds of people will be writing to me... Sometimes i feel as if it were too much for me , as if i could bear it no longer".

[Pub. in ToI]