Free Speech?
Another celebrity is the latest victim of India’s true culture.
One that binds us and unites us. One that we swear by and kill for.
Personal taste. Pet Peeves. Judgement.
Its a basic human trait, to be fair. No part of the world, however unexplored, is untouched by it.
But I am yet to find a people who use it for as many different purposes as Indians.
From concluding what one wants to eat, to getting offended about what one is eating.
Judgement is what brings us together. Because we, the janata, do it very well.
And we love to judicially legalize our judgement. We did not learn that from the british.
What we allow others to watch, and speak and breathe. Boy, don’t we love to legitimize our judgement.
Like a villain from some comic book, that is the only water which will sustain this national personality.
Drink on, India / Bharat / Hindustan. Raise that cup high and drink it with pride.
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