Nehru and his daughter riding across the mountains to Bhutan in 1958, to fundamentally reshape our diplomatic relations.

Almost 70, a journey that took weeks, leading from the front.

Dude looked as stubborn as the yak he rode.

As Nehru spoke of India helping Bhutan find its own destiny, its own freedom, and not shaping it through heavy handed gestures by India, the translator couldn't keep up, and the 3rd King stepped up to translate, a great gesture between two great leaders.

It is rare to have an understanding of each other's needs, to be very different and yet to understand that some basics are very much the same.