Friday, September 09, 2005

Do you smell a sarcasm here?

India has offered 5million$ aid for relief operations in New orleans Katrina disaster.Here is the last part of a post by one Mr Bruces on his blog regarding this assistance:



Where's bloomin' Rudyard Kipling when we need 'im, eh?
I sha'n't forgit the night When I dropped be'ind the fight With a bullet where my belt-plate should 'a' been. I was chokin' mad with thirst, An' the man that spied me first Was our good old grinnin', gruntin' Gunga Din.
'E lifted up my 'ead, An' 'e plugged me where I bled, An' 'e guv me 'arf-a-pint o' water—green; It was crawlin' an' it stunk, But of all the drinks I've drunk, I'm gratefullest to one from Gunga Din.
It was "Din! Din! Din! 'Ere's a beggar with a bullet through 'is spleen; 'E's chawin' up the ground an' 'e's kickin' all around: For Gawd's sake, git the water, Gunga Din!"
'E carried me away To where a dooli lay, An' a bullet come an' drilled the beggar clean. 'E put me safe inside, An' just before 'e died: "I 'ope you liked your drink," sez Gunga Din. So I'll meet 'im later on In the place where 'e is gone— Where it's always double drill and no canteen; 'E'll be squattin' on the coals Givin' drink to pore damned souls, An' I'll get a swig in Hell from Gunga Din!
Din! Din! Din! You Lazarushian-leather Gunga Din! Tho' I've belted you an' flayed you, By the livin' Gawd that made you, You're a better man than I am, Gunga Din!
This post is a link to the blog boingboing.net where another blogger Xeni Jardin has given this heading to a post on same subject:
Katrina: whew, here comes India to save us, at last! Snip from a report in The Times of India, Sep. 4:
A careful reading of these posts ,to my mind, does indicate a Mindset full of sarcasm and racialism of their authors and they need to withdraw their offensive comments with apologies.I request all Indians to do whatever they can to ensure that this is done by the concerned without any delay.

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