I do not remember wehere I was, when I heard that Harindranathan was admitted in the Project hospital at Rawatbhata. When I reached the hospital, there were police at several places. The atmosphere was tense and Keralites were afraid to talk to me.
I went straight to see the M.S, one Dr. Bannerjee, who assured me that my cousin’s condition is all right, though he may have to remain there for some time. Then I saw the petient and assured him that everything will be normal again and there is nothing to worry.
The policy was to send to jail all those (Keralites) caught by the police or injured and admitted to the hospital. I knew Parihar, my friend, and Lodha, the Account Officer under whom Harindran was working. They managed to remove the name of my cousin from the list of suspects and I returned home.
This background created a natural antipathy against me, among non-Keraites, when I joined the Project in June 1974, in the aftermath of the Pokhran atomic explosion, following which all Canadian help was stopped and their staff withdrawn. But our technical staff felt proud of our achievement.
Sudha was put in 4th and Sudhir in 1st standard in the Project school. Leena was only four years old.
At the school, Sudhir told the teacher that he belonged to Kota and that his mother tongue was Hindi.
I had many Keralite friends: Xavier, Pillai, Thomas, all PAs of senior Officers in charge of Site Planning etc. During lunch break, we would walk around the reactor building, still under construction near the river. I enjoyed the atmosphere.
Also, the daily travel to and fro in the Project bus, painted grey. It took several days for me to learn the topography of the area, full of cows, grazing languidly in the open space!
The policy was to send to jail all those (Keralites) caught by the police or injured and admitted to the hospital. I knew Parihar, my friend, and Lodha, the Account Officer under whom Harindran was working. They managed to remove the name of my cousin from the list of suspects and I returned home.
This background created a natural antipathy against me, among non-Keraites, when I joined the Project in June 1974, in the aftermath of the Pokhran atomic explosion, following which all Canadian help was stopped and their staff withdrawn. But our technical staff felt proud of our achievement.
Sudha was put in 4th and Sudhir in 1st standard in the Project school. Leena was only four years old.
At the school, Sudhir told the teacher that he belonged to Kota and that his mother tongue was Hindi.
I had many Keralite friends: Xavier, Pillai, Thomas, all PAs of senior Officers in charge of Site Planning etc. During lunch break, we would walk around the reactor building, still under construction near the river. I enjoyed the atmosphere.
Also, the daily travel to and fro in the Project bus, painted grey. It took several days for me to learn the topography of the area, full of cows, grazing languidly in the open space!
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