The good is oft interred with their bones. Shakespeare, that great observer of the world that fallible humans inhabit, was right on the mark. Being imperfect creatures trying to survive in this material world, we end up doing a mix of good and bad. Sometimes the consequences of the bad bits reverberate through the passages of time — and the good just fades away in comparison. Mr Advani could have withdrawn from that fate but it appears that now the time for that has passed.
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