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...Girl." The father's wish seemed fittingly fulfilled last week. Into the oak-paneled central hall of New Delhi's Parliament House?where Nehru himself had guided India's fate for 17 years?glided a hauntingly attractive woman, her black hair streaked with grey, her brown eyes moist and mellow. On her brown shawl she wore a rosebud, just as Nehru had always worn one as his talisman of grace and hope in a sometimes graceless and hopeless land. Her hands held palm to palm in the traditional Indian greeting of namaste, she approached former Finance Minister Morarji Desai. "Will...
...Spain - a punishment far harsher than a few months in jail. And last month, for the first time in history, the grey-uniformed security cops, whom Spaniards call los grises, defied centuries of university tradition by entering a Madrid University classroom building to break up an "unauthorized" student meeting...
Brittle Glories. Typical is Valladolid (pop. 158,000), a grey stone city on the Castilian plateau. Known to the 8th century Arab invaders as Belad Walid (Governor's Town), it was for 450 years the court of Spain's Christian kings. Ferdinand and Isabella were married there in 1469; Columbus died there in 1506; Cervantes probably wrote the first part of Don Quixote there. But its glories were brittle, and Valladolid faded into a shabby market center and rail junction...
...Laureano López Rodó, 45, Planning Minister and development boss. So soft-spoken that he appears almost self-effacing, López Rodó is known as Franco's eminence grise - partly because everything about him, including his hair, suit, socks, tie and personality, seems grey. The appearance is deceiving. Son of a Catalan industrialist, he spent much of the civil war as an under ground Nationalist agent (code number: 711) in Republican Barcelona, went on to become Spain's youngest law professor, at 25, and an international authority on public administration. He is an avid...
...plot, characteristically Hawksian, tells of the rough-and-ready guys who race stock cars and their turned-on track followers who cry, cheer and deliver romantic ultimatums that any dewy-eyed dropout might treasure. Scene after scene, brand names-Ford, Omega, Honda, Revell, Firestone, Grey-Rock brake linings-are dragged in like spare parts, as if to guarantee the authenticity of all that happens between location shots of screeching wheels and fiery crashes. "That was a close one . . . oh-oh, there's another one!" cries the agitated track announcer, valiantly promoting the idea that death lurks at every curve...