Arunachal woman detained, taunted 18 hours at Shanghai airport for her Indian passport

The question is about her name, namely that's Tibetan by origin and can be connoted in Tibetan only. As we have heard about a Tibetan named Penpa Tsering from the states detained at a Chinese airport and repatriated to the states, for they, the officials, had only the name to zero in on..., the name of the political leader of Tibetans in exile. So, as per the case, they, those robotic officials, might have thought that she is a Tibetan living in exile, namely in India and holding an Indian passport. By and large, it can be gauged what can be the case of being a Tibetan in Tibet under the totalitarian rule of CCP: the bigger picture that encompasses the serious, forced, systematic Sinicization of Tibetan children and youths in those 'boarding schools'. The treatment of her for her name can reflect a heinous abyss and that of the obliteration of a unique racial identity from the surface of this life-supporting, blue planet.

Read:

https://www.tibetanreview.net/arunachal-woman-detained-taunted-18-hours-at-shanghai-airport-for-her-indian-passport/?fbclid=IwY2xjawOS5FpleHRuA2FlbQIxMQBzcnRjBmFwcF9pZBAyMjIwMzkxNzg4MjAwODkyAAEeQymUdywzc_wj-mKOMpGm4d8UGJKi9wc8z-Qhj0509ZI14RE5l1GMktPfB58_aem_0DHlRfFSDGJe74deUybA9g

Late Autumn in Europe, Winter solstice: A sentence

The silhouettes of brushy trees against the opal evening sky, partly crisscrossed by trails of airplane smokes and gangs of pigeons making for homeward where could be, the monotonous routine but of so much priority like cognitive inertia lets us behave ourselves to its tune, the silhouettes of brushy trees against the opal evening sky some time after the sunset in a corner of Notre belle France. And, when I notice it in a parking lot buzzing and teeming with vehicles outside a supermarket, I've been composing this sentence in my head, now seemingly coming into a tight shape, now loose until I can make it thus by dealing with it in the form of letting my fingers peck over the keyboard of my notebook. (Sorry I don't have the timely awareness to capture the scene with my phone camera, to deck out this post.)