Indian profiteers, who merely accumulate wealth irrespective of
social consequesces, will one day end up like our friend the
medieval bishop. They are frantically digging their own graves.
The folly and cupidity of some of Indians are staggering. During
the much-talked-of Bengal famine, when horror piled upon horror,
and children could be seen in the streets with emaciated faces
and bloated bellies, oftern picking up bits of food from the
rubbish heaps or dustbins, grain lay in huge quantities in
godowns and could be had at a price. The whole thing was blamed
on to the British, but not a word was said about our own dear
delightful bakckmarketeers. And then to make the sombre picture
still more ghastly, at that difficult time the big hotels in
Mumbai, Bengal. Delhi gave for one meal encough food to satisfy
the hunger of four ment. Even now, while some have not enough
to eat, others waste enormous quantities of food.
[next will continue as no. 112]
Kind Regards!
Sunder T
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