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I support Shashi Tharoor



Sambit Patra is the best comic entertainer in contemporary Indian politics after Narendra Modi. He is like a clown on the trapeze while Modi behaves like the ringmaster. I love both of them for the entertainment they provide to the nation. But they do a lot of disservice to the nation.

Arrey bhai, the people elected you to serve them. Do you know that we are still a democracy? The ultimate power is with the people. They can throw you out next year if you still keep barking and biting like stray dogs. All that religious stuff you’re peddling won’t do any good. What does Ram Mandir or Patel Statue mean to the man on the street who is struggling to earn his daily bread?

Sambit Patra is a joy to watch on the TV when you have nothing else to do. He is the re-avatar of Gau-Swami who shouted at all of us for a long time on sell-out Times Now. Like the Cow-Swami, Sam-bit will get his boot soon. I’ll miss his trapeze art then. Like his demand to the Congress to dismiss Dr Shashi Tharoor for telling unpleasant truths.

Unpleasant truths and religion have seldom gone together unless religion wanted to blackmail the penitent as it is happening now in Kerala with some Christian priests who are being arrested for loving a woman in a way that Jesus would have found too Trump-able.

The priests in Kerala are being arrested. Why are the similar BJP rapists in North India not being arrested? Instead they are giving us lectures on the TV! Arrey Bhaiyon our Bahanon in Cow-States, wake up. You are being deceived lock, stock and barrel. You are being converted into a Hindu Pakistan.

Ram, Ram! I uttered blasphemy! In fact, I’m just quoting Dr Shashi Tharoor, one of the few intelligent and educated and cultured and yet audible politicians we still have in our Lok Sabha. Dear Dr Tharoor, I happened to read quite a lot of things you wrote and I’m convinced that you are blessed with much more than cow dung between your ears. Please continue to speak and write in spite of the cow-shit faithful.

Faith has vanished from the world. We live with WhatsApp and FaceBook. And a few idiots like me still put their faith in the evolved faculty called brain. You possess that, Dr Tharoor. Do bear with India and make it India. Not a Hindu Pakistan. Let Modi have his world tours for one more year. Let Sam-bit have his insane glory on the TV too for the same period. After that, let India have some sensible people to rule it. If you can, please rise, rise like the proverbial phoenix. We are ready to accept the kind of Hinduism that you presented in your latest book. Go ahead, make India a Hindu nation if you want it. I will fight for you, die for you – at least, vote for you.




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  1. Shashi Taroor is a free thinking and mature politician with a balanced independant voice (rare these days). If he has expressed apprehensions, there is something to it.

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    1. With decisions such as setting up a body to monitor social networks and blogs, the Modi govt is obviously becoming more and more dictatorial.

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  2. "The priests in Kerala are being arrested. Why are the similar BJP rapists in North India not being arrested? " - One, factually incorrect. Two, it is very sad when the arrest of one rapist is compared to the arrest of another on the basis of their religion. A criminal has no religion.

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    1. Google and you will get the results.
      Only criminals have religion. Saints have no religion.

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