My homage to all those who lost their lives or family members in the carnage concomitant of independence. At this day my heart always shudders to imagine the picture of Punjab, Sindh, and Kashmir 63 years hence. For most it was a red lettered day. For some it came as a ghost to seek their life.
The power transition carried a lot of friction. And the heat burnt many. I don't know what better way could have been for transfer but it seems as though any way other than this would have been better.
BTW I was reminded by a call on 12:01 that it was my birthday! So Happy Birthday to me! I wish that I love my work.
A compilation of my day to day events and experiences. My observational reports as the world passes by me. "I am part of all that I have met"
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