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‘Anushtup Chatterjee, I am really sorry to have to tell you this. But you have died.’ Anushtup Chatterjee is thirty-two years old. He hates his mother. His job is a dead end. And his girlfriend has left him. Then one silent moonlit night, he wakes up in a deserted field in the middle of nowhere, with no recollection of where he is or how he got there. His wallet is gone. So i ‘Anushtup Chatterjee, I am really sorry to have to tell you this. But you have died.’ Anushtup Chatterjee is thirty-two years old. He hates his mother. His job is a dead end. And his girlfriend has left him. Then one silent moonlit night, he wakes up in a deserted field in the middle of nowhere, with no recollection of where he is or how he got there. His wallet is gone. So is his cell phone. He is not alone though. There is another man there, a stranger with a gentle voice and a humble mustache, who has something rather unbelievable to say to him. That he, Anushtup Chatterjee, has already died. Mysterious and achingly poignant, Arnab Ray’s Yatrik is a story about hope and aspiration, love and regret, of the choices we make and those that life makes for us.

‘Anushtup Chatterjee, I am really sorry to have to tell you this. But you have died.’ Anushtup Chatterjee is thirty-two years old. He hates his mother. His job is a dead end. And his girlfriend has left him. Then one silent moonlit night, he wakes up in a deserted field in the middle of nowhere, with no recollection of where he is or how he got there. His wallet is gone. So i ‘Anushtup Chatterjee, I am really sorry to have to tell you this. But you have died.’ Anushtup Chatterjee is thirty-two years old. He hates his mother. His...  Read More