contiueing as no. 113- An elderly woman, lean and dark as a crow`s
feather, stepped forward and, falling on her knnes, said: "We have
nowhere to go and nothing to eat. Please help us, please, please."
Here the Minister detached himself, shifted from one foot to another,
and thus spoke: "You people are lazy. Why don`t you do something off
your own bat? Why must you always wait for the Government to help you?
However, U`ll see to it that you get some food and mateal to construct
new huts."
All the officials climbed into their cars and returned to the Minister`s
house, where a banquet had been arranged for the evening. What was
amazing not that we had a sumptuous meal, over which no one spoke of
the plight of the victims of the flood, but that none of those who
suffered rebelled. They just took their lot for granted. One day in the
most distant furture the Indian under-dogs will revolt. There are signs
thatthey are beginning to be conscious that something is readically
wrong somewhere. When they come to a full realization of theri position,
that theri ills are mostly man-made, they will begin to smash up everything.
At present all is not quite on the Indian front; there is no thunder as yet
but an immense rumbling. [next will continue as no. 114]
Kind Regards1
Sunder T
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