Nuclear Winter, Kargil Spring
Prime Minister Inder Kumar Gujral was particularly relaxed that evening in September 1997. He sat across me on the only other chair in the room at the prime minister’s residence, in his neatly pressed kurta, and talked to me about the trip he had just made to the United States. He had returned from New York that very evening and I had not imagined that he would see me the same day. Since he knew that I was returning to Nairobi the next day on my way to Washington, he had decided to see me.
‘Many people said that I was walking into a trap, but I did not see any trap there,’ he said triumphantly. ‘President Clinton was very warm and friendly. He spoke with boyish enthusiasm about his proposed trip to ...