............as Archana served a Holiday Lunch which bore an Undivided India stamp, I thought......with Mangoes frm Pakistan, India gate Basmati rice, & Rui Maach(fish) frm Bangladesh, decorating the Lunch Thali.....the sumptuous fare generating a deep sense of satisfaction & reflection......the morning session of visuals thru GeoTv(Pak), I channel (Bangladesh) ,nd NDTVx24(India), depicting the grim flood situation in the region unleashed by heavy rainfall, in the catchment area nd Rivers in spate & which knows no boundary.....the story of the undivided Topography.......still so relevant as the gushing rivers proved it to be........with floods al around & grim situation in the Northern reaches of the subcontinent......united in grief by the common marauder.......this time the natural calamity........much contrast to the Common Ruler who ruled the region for 200yrs, dismembering it upon departure, with unhealed permanent scar across the divide....how an Expat, with no semblance whatsoever to the land he captured by force can be a ruler in a foreign land is beyond my comprehension, nd how we were subjugated for centuries is hard to comprehend either......the diametrically opposite clime.....the tropical diseases......the ultimate waterloo for the Sahibs......yet they held on with blemishes far exceeding whatever Gud, ruthlessly colonising the 'lesser mortals'......it was also a gud news today tht Few of India's Antique r being repatriated by the Govt. Of Australia....a welcome gesture......Loot cannot be justified, be it in any form.....the rightful owners must get back their National treasures, scattered thru out the Globe......!!!!!
.....Rojnamcha...!!! the Indian Ocean Diary having being initiated in 2010 is very close to Heart....journey of an Indian Doctor's service in a remote land...!!!
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