Gunpowder vs Milkpowder
by Uma Thakar also known as TheUmaHuma on YouTube
Open up or we shoot, shouted the bandits.
I was five years old, huddled behind the flimsy door of my Catholic boarding school in central India. One of the poorest regions of the country, the small town of Sagar was run over with bandits. A bunch of my school mates aged five to seven were crouched alongwith me, shivering with fear and excitement.
Are they going to kill us, asked Mara in her funereal voice.
Get to bed girls, said Sister Mary Martha.
The bandits pounded harder on the door.
We survived some days on donations of milkpowder from the USA. The bandits were so hungry, they'd trade their gunpowder for milk powder.
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2 comments:
I like this story, more plese
Thanks. I'll try and update once a week.
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