We Have Believed - And We Do

I Don't Care If I Remain Prime Minister. I'm Only Interested In Doing A Good Job As Long As I'm Capable And For As Long As I Don't Get Tired.

My Husband Lived In Lucknow. My Father Lived In Delhi, Of Course. So I Shuttled Between Delhi And Lucknow And...naturally, If My Husband Needed Me On Days When I Was In Delhi, I Ran Back To Lucknow. But If It Was My Father Who Needed Me, On The Days When I Was In Lucknow. And...yes, My Husband Got Angry. And He Quarreled. We Quarreled. We Quarreled A Lot. It's True.

All Unprejudiced Persons Objectively Surveying The Grim Events In Bangla Desh Since March 25 Have Recognized The Revolt Of 75 Million People, A People Who Were Forced To The Conclusion That Neither Their Life, Nor Their Liberty, To Say Nothing Of The Possibility Of The Pursuit Of Happiness, Was Available To Them.

Even Under The British There Were Hostile Groups. There Were Clashes. But, As We Found Out Later, These Were Clashes Provoked By Those Who Had No Wish To Let Us Live Together - On The Eve Of The Partition. The Policy Of Keeping Us Divided Was Always Followed By Foreigners, Even After The Partition. If Indians And Pakistanis Had Been Together...i Don't Say As Confederated Countries But As Neighboring And Friendly Countries...like Italy And France, For Example ...believe Me, Both Of Us Would Have Progressed Much Further.

I Had Recently Had The Impression They Were Changing - Not So Much By Becoming Less Pro-pakistan As By Becoming Less Anti-india. I Was Wrong. My Visit To [richard] Nixon Did Anything But Avert The War.