God was Murdered

So we’re clear I’m the basterd. Now, let’s get on with it. I say this with sheer sadness not sadism; the brilliant, flamboyant & versatile Vir Sanghvi has missed the bus by falling in love with capital punishment under the guise of ‘desperate situations call for desperate measures.’ Said that I can’t deny the fact that we’re desperate. Like hell we’re. By we, I mean, India. All 1.2 billion of it. The 16-Dec case. A smash hit I’d call it if it were a film. It has penetrated the imagination of aam admi like Pepsi Cola of every fat kid. One is dead. 4 are get-set-go for the gallows. The juvenile, the lucky basterd, will be out on the streets before Christmas 2015. When he strikes again, Exclusivity Chasers (Media) will cash in on the 16-Dec sequel. Sequels are in vogue, you see. About 25,000 rape cases were registered in 2012. Every 20 odd minute someone gets raped in India.  Everyone knows minutest detail about the 16-Dec case, yet magically unaware o

You know what they say: “If you’re good at something, never do it for free.” Damn right, yeah. But, here I’m doing this with the heart of a saint, for free. I’m doing this for all those people  who've  have been watching Dexter religiously & dying to kill someone but feel incapacitated by the hostile laws of their country against the murders of all kind. No matter what you repressed people say I know for certain that everyone has thought of murder. It is natural & the way we've become makes murder a necessity. There's always some people in everyone's life that they'd love to get rid of. To see them in pain & die.  But not everyone is lucky enough to be born in Africa, Indian Sub-continent or North Korea. P.S. Pakistan has been named the most murder-friendly country for the 7th time running by Al  Qaeda's shoot-for-sunday-fun-time regiment . This letter is my gift to all those unlucky basterds who had the misfortune of being bo

Itni zindagi gujarne ke baad mili ho, bas yuhi chali jaogi Bas yuhi, fir se, gum jaogi Abhi toh kitni saari, kitni halki-bhaari, angeenat unkahee baatey baaki hai Abhi toh tujhe dekha hai, abhi toh pehchan-nah baaki hai Abhi toh boriyaan bharkey khusiyaan, aur muthi-bhar gum baant-ney baaki hai Kidhar yeh raastey, yeh manziley le chaley, nahi maloom mujhe Abhi toh tere saath, pao badakar, yeh sab, maloom karna baaki hai Abhi toh tu dikhi hai, pankh lagakar, abhi tere saath udna baaki hai Abhi toh tere liye pakaana, aur tere haath ki kachchi-pakki rotiyaan khaana baaki hai Abhi toh tere saath chala hoon, abhi toh ladkhadaana-girna-daudnah baaki hai Abhi toh tujhse jhagadnah, kitni khatti-meethi ladayi-yah baaki hai Abhi toh tu muskurayi hai, abhi aansoo baaki hai Abhi toh teri hansee dekhi hai, abhi teri naraazagi baaki hai Abhi toh tayr-rahe hai, abhi tujhme doob jaana baaki hai Abhi tune pyaar se chu-ah hai, abhi tera zorka thappad khana baaki hai Abhi toh tuney taarif ki hai, abh