One of the new nicknames I’ve earned on social media is ‘Rice bag’. The Sanghis use that name for any South
Indian who questions the Sangh views and outlooks. I think so.
But when it comes to Sanghis it is impossible to say what exactly they
mean by anything. The most fundamental
characteristic of a Sanghi is utter lack of humour as well as imagination.
If you laugh when a Sanghi tells you that Ganesha’s trunk was the first
case of plastic surgery in the history of medical science, the Sanghi will call
you a Rice bag. You can’t laugh when he
thinks he is serious. If you express an
opinion that goes against the tenets and creeds of the Modified Sangh, the
Sanghi will call you a Rice bag.
You may wonder what rice or bag has got to do with all these? Nothing. It is only the Sanghi way of telling
you that they have no imagination to call you anything else other than by the
place you belong to, or the food you eat, or the dress you wear. I become a Rice bag in Sanghi lexicon, just
because I belong to a region of the country where people eat rice more than
wheat. What has that got to do with my
views on religion and politics?
Nothing. But the Sanghi won’t
understand that.
The Sanghi won’t won’t understand also that by their logic even the
Sanghis in South India should be labelled Rice bags since they also eat more
rice than wheat. But don’t expect such
logical thinking from Sanghis, of all people.
What I don’t understand at all is why Sanghis insist on making every
Indian eat what the Sanghis eat, wear what Sanghis wear, think what Sanghis
think, believe what Sanghis believe, and so son, ad nauseam, ad infinitum. Why can’t India be a nation of diversity and
plurality as it has always been until petty minds took charge in Delhi in
2014?
Even if the Sanghis hold me against the barrel of a gun and tell me to
accept their mythical heroes as the ultimate truths, I won’t accept that. I respect my intellect, bhais. Convince me logically
and intelligently, if not scientifically, if you want me to take you
seriously. Otherwise you can call me
whatever you like but I will reserve my right to laugh in your face. Take away my laughter, if you can. I challenge you.
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ReplyDeletechristian missonaries provide rice bags(a gift to poor) to hindus to convert to christianity. thats why a rice bag
not just to south indian but overall of india
also calling people as sanghi or bhakt shows your own standards
ReplyDeleteanyway foolish human, why would it be God if there was logic to be there for an almighty? logic is for humans and not for Gods who created all