Story Vimal Mahajan didn't go to the office today - he took a day off. For several days now, he had the feeling that his entire body was suffering from excessive exertion. Today, he was finally going to rest. He got up late, took his time with the morning routine, and sat down to read the papers. Lately, he'd been reading the papers without much interest. Events in the Punjab had always left him in a strange state of confusion. He was always reminded of his small native village of Jagrao. Very close to Ludhiana... Sometimes, when he was in high spirits, he would joke, "Two great men were born in this Jagrao: Lala Lajpat Rai and ..." and laugh merrily. But these days he often asked himself: "What is happening to our Punjab?" he once exclaimed to his wife, giving in to the mood: "Ranjna, we are strangers here! Look, the Bombay people are shouting everywhere: "Beautiful Mumbai-Marathi Mumbai!". In other words, we can't even be "local"! And to leave now for Punjab - to be exposed to mortal danger! It probably wasn't so bad in ' forty-seven!"** * * And he fell into a melancholy reverie. It turns out that it is as if someone took away their small homeland, just like that, for no reason... Vimal Mahajan had been working for Airlines for thirty years. He'll be retiring in just five years. The entire planet became part of his little personal world. He started his career as an airplane cleaner, but thanks to his hard work and honest and responsible attitude to work, he reached a high position. Over the years, he married and became the father of three children. How quickly the years pass!.. In general, looking at him, it is difficult to assume that he is already a grandfather four times - two daughters have two children! Perhaps the reason for his youthful appearance was that he was very careful about his appearance, as well as his health. Another characteristic of him was an almost childlike sincerity, for which he was sometimes praised and sometimes reproached. Vimal Mahajan ... Читать далее