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India’s National Sport - Littering

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Shashi Tharoor’s speeches have been vandalising YouTube relentlessly like a broken record about how great India was, the amazing potential it has now, and the future looks spectacular. I swear to lord and his smarter cousin - satan, I’ve really tried, from the bottom of my soul, to like Mr. Tharoor, but even after I overlook his obnoxiously imperial vocabulary, it’s impossible to disregard his delusional assertions & implicit jingoism. Here’s the deal - He never got to witness what real world feels like because he won the first prize in the birth lottery - a multi-millionaire pedigree. When it comes to scholastic intelligence, Shashi will crucify me like Australia did India in the 2003 cricket World Cup final, but in raw street intelligence, I will turn the tables & knock him out in round one like Tyson did throughout most of his career.  If, like me, you’re going to JLF ’18 (Jaipur Literature Festival), take a glance at Shashi Tharoor’s shoes & then at mine. You

Is Your Love 'True'

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Humans love falling in love. And the most reliable test of the authenticity of true love is longevity - if you fall in love with someone and you both stay together for decades - make babies & grow wrinkles together, everyone accepts that as the gold standard for eternal love. What about the love that doesn’t have decades of togetherness & wrinkles to boast of  - what about the love that didn’t culminate in lifelong marriage with kids to leave behind - what about the love that lasted a year, a few months, a month, two & a half weeks, four & a quarter days, one day. At times, people fall in love - a love that makes them shiver in blasting summers, a love that dazes them & makes them believe in miracles, a love that makes them feel things that even cocaine can’t, a love that destroys them & makes them come alive, a love that makes everything stop when they’re with their love, a love that makes them glow, flow, and float like the ducks, a love that makes

Society Treats Women Like the Handicapped

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 7 years ago, Dilbert comics creator, Scott Adams wrote this: “The reality is that women are treated differently by society for exactly the same reason that children and the mentally handicapped are treated differently. It’s just easier this way for everyone. You don’t argue with a four-year old about why he shouldn’t eat candy for dinner. You don’t punch a mentally handicapped guy even if he punches you first. And you don’t argue when a woman tells you she’s only making 80 cents to your dollar. It’s the path of least resistance. You save your energy for more important battles.” 7 years ago, he got mountains of hateful brickbats for comparing women with little children & the handicapped. 7 years ago, I didn’t know who Scott Adams was. 7 years ago, I didn’t read his abrasive opinion. 7 years ago, had I read his caustic words, I could’ve been instinctively appalled and called him a misogynist like the feminists did.  7 years later, I’ve read 100s of insightful novels