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May 1, 2010

And Then One Fine Day...2


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ndia... He'd heard so much about this country, read so much about its ancient culture and heritage. He knew all the states and its capitals, the union territories. He'd done his homework before coming.

He knew he still had a lot to learn - which is why he was here.
He wanted to explore the length and breath of the country he'd heard so much about. He wanted to experience the cultural shock and awakening that people often talked about.
He knew he'd find his destiny in India.

His father was a top ranking official in the Parliament.
The same Parliament that was responsible for the general dissension groping the country.
The same Parliament that was hated and loathed by the common man - the plebeian.

William was supposed to be a part of this Parliament.
He was one of them. The Imperialist.

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And then one fine day...

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