HOW A CIVIL WAR WAS AVERTED OVER VODKA AND DOKHLA
HOW A CIVIL WAR WAS AVERTED OVER VODKA AND DOKHLA It was a somewhat gloomy morning in New Delhi with unusually heavy rains. As usual, the PM got up and spend the next hour or so with his makeup team and stylists, deciding on what to wear and which accessory to carry etc. Satisfying himself that the day’s look would impress his devotees, he walked across the hallway towards his dining area. He insisted on a sumptuous breakfast, a very large spread of dry fruits, fruits, honey, milk, and lots of jaleby fafda and dokla. Any other delicacy on the menu was a matter left to the twelve cooks attending to his meals. He was still frugal compared to what Maharana Pratap Singh, Aurangaseb or the Maurya Kings ate!! As soon as he seated himself and his butler started serving him, the phone rang. The rings sounded someone was desperate at the other end. Not easily ruffled, the PM nodded to one of his five secretaries, the one from his home state, to pick up the phone. Ranchod...