Fiction Love Kumar had no clear idea of what he was going to do with his life as he stepped out of the jail having completed the term for the rape he had committed seven years ago. He had met all sorts of people in the jail, like politicians and godmen. Until he met them in jail serving terms for crimes ranging from rape to murder, Love Kumar had thought that crime was the prerogative of the undeserving poor like himself. He had not wanted to co mmit the crime. Life made him do it. That’s how he saw it at least. Life makes the undeserving poor do all sorts of things in order to get on in the world ruled by the deserving affluent. Politicians, for example. People give them the right to swindle. His own MLA had a huge body of thugs and goons who would do anything for their leader. That is in addition to the official security provided to the politician by the State. And the people voted him again and again to power. Love Kumar used to stand in awe when
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