Bidding You Adieu
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Ongoing, First published Apr 09, 2016
Dedicated to my colleague, advisor, and above all a father figure who could always see the best in everyone, my beloved Tripuresh Bauri Sir after battling cancer, passed away peacefully on April 3, 2016. 

And in loving memory of many people out there who fought with every weapon they had to face cancer.
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