The story of Devdas has become like a format. Rich boy loves poor girl next door but is unsure of himself. Girl marries someone else. Boy meets prosti... errrr Commercial Sex Worker and yet pines for first love while doing a brisk jog on the eight lane highway with big bold signs showing the exits to drugs, booze and Elvis Presley like end. Check out some wild photographic effects depicting what goes on in the mind of a drugged and boozed out Abhay Deol which were shot using a camera that Danny Boyle of Slumdog Millionaire fame loaned to Anurag.

Yes, all the stories are based in Assam. Although now I have lived more than half my life outside Assam, I found when I began to write I returned to the landscape of my childhood, of my origin, as if it were the most natural thing to do. Place, for me, is a powerful influence; it shapes and moulds a person in a way at once subtle yet all pervading. The landscape of Assam is for me the landscape of affection, of memories; against its wide sweep of misty blue hills and majestic river most of my family’s lives (and mine) have played out and that is where I wanted to set my stories.