An India-Pakistan wartime friendship in Prague

• On a cold, gloomy and wet December afternoon, I landed at the Prague airport, capital of the erstwhile Czechoslovakia, now broken into the countries of Czech Republic and Slovakia.

• So (very) cold and (extremely) apprehensive, I warily made my way across a completely broken down airport, the communist regime had plans to build a shiny new one elsewhere instead to impress the world.

• Our institute was in a villa which is called Zameck in their native language, in a small town named Roztez (these details I hope will matter) which was some miles outside Prague.

• Soon after landing, our aircraft was taken to one corner of the Haj terminal and our shuttle buses were then escorted by machine gun mounted jeeps through a mud road; we never even saw the main Lahore airport building.

• Despite the ravages of time and war, Abdul Subhan has remained the warm memory I choose to recall on cold December days, when an Indian and a Pakistani met in Prague.

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