My Biography -Part Three-In West Germany!
On the next day evening my relative booked a ticket to Paris on my name at a railway station where the Paris bound train stops! I could not remember the name of the railway- station now since it had happened exactly twenty -two years back in January 1985!! The train ticket to Paris was very high and I was left with hundred odd Deutschmark marks in my hands. I thought that I should spend the money thriftly. My relative helped me to board the train to Paris at the station! I thanked him for his help in an unknown land.The train moved very fast and got it's speed! I was looking out from the window seeing the beauty of West-Berlin & it's high rise buildings under sodium & neon lights without knowing how my fate was going to turn-up after some minutes from there!! When the train entered the West- German territory after passing two or three stations behind, the"Bundes -Polizei"boarded the train with sniffer dogs and asked all the Paris ticket holders of Asian origin...