Tuesday 16 March 2010

India

I was in India helping some of my family to explore their heritage (none of my family really have Indian heritage.) We were looking round a really beautifully painted building. It had pillars, low ceilings and was exclusively made of stone.

We left the building to see some gates closing on a Muslim ceremony, all Muslims had to be within the gates and all non-muslims outside. As we weren't muslim we moved outside of the gates. My Dad wanted to know what was going on because our car and hotel were inside the gates.

He ran to the top of a watch tower and started shouting at the (white) guard. The guard pushed him and he fell all the way down these steep steps. I think the guard was going to shoot him but Dad sat up and broke the guy's neck.

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