The Oil conundrum - India, Iran, Israel and the USA

Lets solve this together for S.M. Krishna.

Facts:
1. America is mad at Iran, and what the Iranians are doing with Atoms
2. Israel is threatened by Iran
3. America and Israel are friends
4. America, Iran have significant oil reserves
5. India is largely an importer of oil,hence,
6. India buys a whole lot of barrels from Iran to grow
7. India and Iran collaborate in Afghanistan, keeps Pakistan at Bay
8. Israel and America have strong internal and external security systems
9. The Chinese own America, dis-own free speech and don't like the Indians
10. Atoms are Atoms everywhere, fusioning and fissioning as directed irrespective of georgraphy

Problem:
India wants to make its mark in the world, emerge from "emerging" status, cement its friendship with America, use Israeli technology. And use oil to compete with the Chinese. But the Americans and Israelis, and the Israelis in America - don't like the fact that the Indians are buying Irani oil. Thus diluting the effect of anti-Iran sanctions. The Indians need American/Israeli Friendship - and can't really take a public anti-Iran posture due to energy and security. What a conundrum?

Please help the foreign minister.

One for the Road

I often wonder why I -
We are here. Must have been some grand design.
Or Maybe just an accident.

The kindness of strangers, makes me think it was not
- an accident.
And I am here to be humbly kind to others,
when we travel on this road.

I often wonder why we
travel, and why there is a road.
Maybe because roads inspire new journeys.

The experiences of the journeys is all there is,
And I am here to make this journey, as others who come after will.
Maybe they will find the flowers.
Blooming on the plants we protected during the storm

I often wonder why we
think we need a legacy.
Maybe its most beautiful when we leave no trace,
legacies stain the pristine.

We live once, believing we are special,
And want to be remembered for our rebellions.
Some insignificant, some - hardly rebellions,
Seeking acknowledgement as rebels.

I often wonder if I remembered to acknowledge.
Them and me. And if there is more of me to know.
Maybe some discoveries must remain unmade.

The discoveries of the road, the journeys,
and failed rebellions and elusive legacies
- often feel inadequate.
I wonder why.

Maybe an adequate discovery of self is what we seek.
Safe travels.