What a WWII Polish Refugee Taught me About “Hindustan”.

This is the most incredible story that I have read in a long, long time. It makes me incredibly proud as an Indian that the Maharaja showed such an act of kindness, specially when we live in times where national borders divide the world in strictly controlled and regulated areas.

This is certainly a story that world leaders should take a lesson from. Thank you for sharing! And Congratulations to be able to live out your dream. I wish I can be as bold as you are and travel the globe

The Shooting Star

It’s a lazy summer afternoon in Fleurieu Peninsula’s wine country of South Australia. Cycling along the trail of an old railway track, we are surrounded by lush vineyards stretching into the horizon. Every few kilometres, a family-owned winery lures us in, to taste some of the finest Shiraz in the world. We chat with the friendly wine makers, satisfy our hunger pangs at organic cafes, and make our way past signboards that ask us to watch out for kangaroos and koalas!

For our tired feet and drowsy minds, a cosy abode at Linger Longer Vineyard awaits us. We’ve whiled away our evenings here sipping wine on the patio, watching the sun set upon the vineyards at our doorstep. Just as we’re settling in that evening, our hosts invite us for a glass of wine in the main house. They have just returned from a 3-week vacation in India, and in…

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