There are some impressions that persist. My abiding impression of Atal Bihari Vajpayee was that he was never in a hurry. The picture of him walking unhurriedly through the corridors of Parliament, lazily greeting admirers who rushed to him; ambling slowly to the microphone to address an election meeting in some distant small town in northern India.   Vajpayee’s speeches were legendary. A visit to Shahid Minar in Kolkata as a 15-year-old to hear him address a Jana Sangh meeting. Vajpayee was late and I had to return, bitterly disappointed.He was seekingRead More