I am back, after a long break, during which I tied the knot. I visited northern India beyond Jaipur for the first time. Lovely green country, but all wasted by the Mullah-yams.
I met a nice old gentleman on my return journey. This man, an engineer, is now retired but travels all over the country helping farmers improve their output. He advises them on rainwater harvesting and the crops to grow, and how to grow them. And he was pretty much anti-Nehru. He told me an interesting anecdote on Gandhi. His uncle used to live in Gandhi's ashram. Some other people / hangers-on / Congressi style sycophants complained to Gandhi regarding him. He used to eat chana daal sprouts. Well, its supposed to increase bull-like qualities ;-) So Gandhi"jee" called him and asked him to stop doing that. He said - I am not here because I have accepted you as my guru. I am here because I want to do something for my country.