.....Tht I was shifted to the environs of 'DEHLI' at the turn of the millenium, participating in the witness of Gurgaon to Gurugram in close proximity to the Walled city of 'DEHLI'.....tnx to my visionary parents who brought us here....instrumental in all our developments.....now tht I am parted, faraway,tucked in a pearl of Ocean....The National Library Male' ever nurturing our roots....as The First War of Indian Independence.....1857......with DEHLI as it was called those days the nerve centre of action under the helm of The Last Emperor BahadurShah........Rediscovered the National Capital Region .....every page replete with familiarity...a tremendous treatise nd a must read for the love of DEHLI.....Prof Husain.....A huge Salute...
.....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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