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Vivek Sinha I vividly remember that Sunday afternoon when I was loitering in the neighborhood along with other children. We were school students then and apart from cricket the other topic of our passionate discussion was the ongoing agitation at Ayodhya. A few minutes into our discussion, we saw a hefty man running towards us. He was panting. Tears were rolling down his cheeks as he repeatedly yelled  “Jai Shri Ram”.  Before we could react, several others in our locality had joined in and roared back  “Jai Shri Ram”.  Within minutes almost everybody, including me and my friends, were chanting  “Jai Shri Ram”  in unison. This day was December 6 th  1992. The Babri Structure at Ayodhya had been demolished and news spread like wild fire. Conch shells were blowing, sweets were distributed,  diyas  and candles were lighted. This was the scene and extent of celebrations at a small colony in Kanpur an industrial town some 220 kilometers f...