Nuclear Iran

Some people viscerally react to the name of USA in foreign affairs.Now while I certainly do not think that USA smells of roses in everything it does, I cannot for the life of me understand why Prakash Karat, the Communist Party (Marxist) supremo wants the Govt. of India to vate for Iran in any issue involving that country and the UN in the near fuuture.

Let us forget about US-disseminated intelligence and concentrate on what we do know.

Iran has access to uranium- enrichment through centrifuges, courtesy Dr. A.Q. Khan of Khan Labs fame; the only self-confessed nuclear proliferator in the world who, by the way, is also safe from any US action.(Why?Ah, there hangs another tale--).

It is my understanding that nuclear power plants do not need centrifuge-enriched Uranium.

Now, why is it in India's interest to have a population of nuclear weapons under Iranian control? And if, once in a while, the foreign policiy interests of India and USA do converge if not coincide, why is it a sacrilege?

Would anybody care to educate me please?

Fall

Inspired by the late October sun,
I take my four-year grandson by the hand,
With Prem I walk the country path that threads
Groves of juniper and pine to come
To a sunlit clearing. There the ground,
Falls sheer to the narrow valley below. Across
Hills stand proud, bedecked in russets ,bronzes,
Reds and gold .Fall’s in Canada.
I go back in space and time to my own land,
Where with the earliest gentle breaths of Spring,
Palash forests erupt in flame-like flowers,
Huge swathes of orange daub themselves on green,
Heralding new blood, new seasons. Here
The display’s a celebration – of life
Matured , a valediction and Thanksgiving,
Which is the more appropriate, I ask.
Prem’s not interested in these things.
He’s found a beetle to poke at with a stick.
I stand around, seeing Spring in Fall.
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