My father had been serving The Army when India got the freedom.He had been asked to escort his family safely to India (Distt.Gurdaspur,Punjab).All the relatives from my mother's side and all the relatives from my father's side safely reached Pangoli,a village near Pathankot,and settled there,as it had been vacated by the people,mostly Muslims,who had migrated to Pakistan.Though I was born after the partition,I came to know about the tragedies that the Hindus had faced during and after the partition of India.Today,on the occasion of our sixty seventh independence day,my mind is trying to reflect upon the horrific tales of terror,narrated by my uncles and aunts,mother and father,grandmothers and grandfathers and wish to surmise that to be a non religious person is the only way towards peace and harmony!
