This blog starts as no. 163. The poignant truth is that the world has seen and continues to see no Mother India but what the past ill-fated millenium has done to her. Her head is full of noises; her nose is running, her lips are bruised; her face is pock-marked; her words come out in a prolonged bis or howl; and she emits an odour that might issue from a person who has not bathed for years. A pretty sight, to be sure. If Kali ever danced anywhere for the delight of the high gods, she certainly did so in India, the home of divinities known and unknown. Kind Regards! Sunder T.
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