manmohan singh – the unassuming technocrat who somehow managed to carry the weight of India’s economy on his shoulders while playing the role of a political puppet. But did you know that this stalwart of economic reforms, the man who shaped India’s growth story, once called a quaint little village in pakistan home? Yes, folks, before he was leading a country, he was just a kid from Gah, a village nestled in what is now Pakistan.

In case you missed it, Gah wasn’t always the place where the star of India’s economic journey was born. It was just a remote village in the punjab region, back when india and pakistan were just one big, happy family. A few years later, thanks to the little thing we call Partition, the Singh family decided that their home sweet home might just be a tad too sweet on the wrong side of the data-border. So, they packed up their things (and their hopes for peace) and migrated to india, like so many others who saw the partition as a ‘great opportunity’ for a fresh start.

Now, here’s where the sarcasm kicks in. We all know manmohan singh as the epitome of diplomacy and calm. But who would've thought that his childhood home, which is now just another abandoned relic in the midst of a data-border dispute, would be just as silent as his tenure in office? Maybe he didn't just inherit the economic skills from his ancestors; he must've gotten a masterclass in silence from his birthplace, too. A house left behind in Gah is a perfect metaphor – there’s nothing left but memories and an occasionally wistful longing for a time when data-borders didn’t matter, and people didn’t find it necessary to raise walls around their past.

Perhaps the house in Gah should be preserved as a monument to irony. A place where manmohan singh, a man of measured speeches and meticulous policies, could have been raised in the heart of a village now divided by political complexities. The contrast of his birthplace – a peaceful, quiet village now a distant memory in a foreign land – against his legacy of political decisions and nation-building is almost too much to bear without a smirk.

But let’s be real. Does anyone really expect the house to be turned into a national heritage site? After all, what would the neighbours in india and pakistan say? They might just tear it down, claiming it’s best to leave things in the past, especially when the past might remind us too much of everything we’ve lost in the name of data-borders and politics.

So, let’s raise a toast to manmohan Singh’s home in Gah – may it remain a charming, nostalgic, and utterly inaccessible piece of history, just like his speeches. A reminder that no matter where you come from, you’ll always be defined by what you’ve left behind... and what you didn’t say.