I am an India born Tibetan Refugee... I enjoy every freedom that one man is entitled. Just that I am not Indian; I hold no grievance being deprived of the rights that Indian constitution proclaim for its citizen. My parents who were also born in India happily brought me up. My Mother, who hasn't seen Tibet yet she is dead sure of her origin, My mother's mother who passed away just last year closed her aged waitful eyes with the memories of Tibet. May her soul rest in peace! She always wanted to return back to her home and challenged time for half century and finally defeated.
She used to narrate stories of her childhood in Tibet, when there were no Chinese at all. I remember once she told me that Chinese first came into Tibet as a tourist, there were only generous foreign visitors then but in instant everything turn upside down. Anyways! She is gone but her story is alive with me and I am proud to pass the story to my child.
And yes! I also remember in one of her story where she told me about the hardship faced by some great scholar who came to Tibet to promote Buddhism, later on I learnt that she was telling me about the Dapamkara of Nalanda! It is really peculiar that great scholars and leaders of India knows not what an aged illiterate grand mother of mine have in store her old mind. Somehow, when I see Indian government's helplessness toward Tibet issue I find solace in the word of my grand mother.
China is indeed a powerful nation and above that India's strong grip on the psychological defeat of 1962 pushed to caged Rajghat! Oh Dear! What would Babu say if he is still alive?
I have a great live until today! I am greatly indebted towards Indian brethrens and government for their generosity to take my parents in! But now, seeing India dance on the tune of communist regime of China, I discard my cherished live bestowed by thee, I abhor the life whose benefactor is a puppet in the hand of my enemy, India take my life away before I see you kneel before China!