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The Exploitative Potato

“Every morning I jump out of bed and step on a landmine. The landmine is me. After the explosion, I spend the rest of the day putting the pieces together.” – Ray Bradbury

There is a small, scattered group of individuals, who for some inexplicable reason follow my blog-posts. Out of these few, there is a wee faction that never comments but always send me mail. This is also the same crowd who were fairly flustered during the long hiatus I took from blogging. Recent mails have stuff like, “Please don’t write in Hindi……Why verse only………Why don’t you write something else……..about people?”

Well! I don’t have much to say and even if I did – who would be interested or understand?

What is the point of talking about people who carry their window-frames, through which they look at me and dissect and offer unsolicited advice? Then go away pacified within themselves that they have done their bit – leaving behind the sacrificial goat that has yet to die completely and then, the plot with accompanying laughter, thickens.

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