Some years ago, I went to this remote cottage near Manali, tucked in the lap of the valley, far from any village. The place was ordinary and the lifestyle simple. As I left the place, I felt a feeling of contentment – a rare satisfaction that only some powerful things have given me. There was this feeling when I left my undergrad college or even when I watched The Shawshank Redemption. ‘To kill a mockingbird’ is one similar masterpiece.