Back after a period of writer’s block to write a tribute to
someone who has been instrumental in introducing something way back in 1954
that has been my trusted companion during most of my youthful years and blogging
sessions.
Little did Edward
Abraham Dyer know in 1855 that he would leave a more positive legacy in India
162 years down the line than his notorious offspring Col Reginald Edward Harry Dyer who would go
on to feature in history books across India as a person who was more cursed
than forgiven for his acts every time one read his role in history.
Ghaziabad shot to the limelight or rather (Orange light) in
the recent past for all the wrong reasons. But Ghaziabad has a history of spiritual
association with the youth of the country since 1960.When Jamaica took the lead, we in India created a cult.
The above clues were not from a connect-them-all trivia quiz round but facts about something that would go on to calm the nerves of the first youth of an independent India, something that the senior Dyer in a distant way helped us forget his descendant’s wrong doings and also helped us to curse the English better in better English!
The hermit in each one of us was kindled by this concoction.
Some would introspect, some would turn a socialist and some would simply laugh
out loud much before the expensive laughing club memberships came into being. Easy on the pocket, light on the mind might
sound oxymoronical to a few.
Solitude was the virtue of a hermit. But the product that
was named after the hermit always brought people together…
Happy that a monk is now the guardian of the region that THE
MONK that united people irrespective of caste, creed, or religion was born!
The Monk never dies!!! However Old he is!
RIP Brig Kapil Mohan!
