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Monday, December 31, 2007

My visit to wagah border

i had always wanted to see how pakistan looked like. i just wanted to check out how different it is from india.

Last week, i went to visit amritsar and wagah border along with my uncle. The border closing ceremony was a real delight to watch....

But more stunning was the number of people on either side of the border watching the border closing ceremony. The one thing i observed was the number of people who had turnep up to watch. The indian end of the gallary was packed full. The BSF jawans had to rope in people from gathering too much. On the other hand, the pakistani side was slightly less in number. I think i hardly counted 200.

According to the jawans over there, the rush in the pakistani gallary was more on that day as it was Id. But I seriously couldn't understand the reason for keeping a big gallary in the other end, if the turnout is going to be that less.

The Pakistanis were not much different, except for the dresses they wore. But then many of the muslims in india also wear htat same dress. I think it is more of a muslim dressing sense, than a pakistani one. I didnt notice anyone wearing shirts and pants. But then, I was not in a very good position to judge from that distance anyway.

Contrary to the popular belief in our side of india, pakistanis are not that tall. They are just like us.

After the flag was lowered and the gates were closed, I could get nearer to the border and get a glimpse of the other side. Looking at the other end all I could think of was that it is not that different from this end. On our side of the border there was fields. So too are fields in the other end. The texture of the soil also doesnt look much different. I seriously dont understand why there should be a different india and pakistan.

I think during the time of "independence" there were too many lunatics around. My old urge to capture pakistan and integrate it back to india rose through me again.

When the air is same,
When the water is same,
When the earth is same,
Why then should there be distance
between hearts of two men.


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