I AM BORN FRENCH and Christian educated. My father, a very good man, was a staunch Catholic, whom I adored; my uncle, whom I also doted on, was a parish priest of the famous Montmartre church in Paris. When I first came to India, I did not know the difference between a Sikh, a Buddhist, a Parsi, a Muslim or a Hindu. My knowledge of India was limited to the clichés that most foreigners have about this country: poverty, castes, fakirs, ‘Hindu fundamentalism’, etcetera.
Then, in the 90s, I extensively covered Kashmir as a journalist when militancy was at its worst and Srinagar constantly under curfew. It is there that I saw 350,000 innocent people chased out of their ancestral lands and homes by terror, just because they were Hindus,…