When I go to South India
I see beautiful houses, institutions, temples
With beautiful architecture
I become glad
But when see the black people inside it
Like African....
I feel they are mismatched with beauty
I become sad
Dip into Wegener's 'drift theory'
And reach to carboniferous period
See India and Africa together
In Pangaea
Discover geographical similarities
Geological and geodetic evidences.
When I analyse glossopteries flora
Carboniferous glaciation
I find the black dravid people
As original Indian and creator of beauty
I get Nordic, Astraloid origins as outsider.
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