Hello folks! Please accept my sincere apologies for my
conspicuous absence. You know my restive itchy fingers. They had found Sherlock’s
glasses and voila! Guess what I found: the diary of the great Mr. Wreck Ed wherein
he recorded all his conversations. Can you believe it? No?? Here! Take a look
at a conversation that took place
between Mr. Wick Ed and Mr. Wreck Ed. for yourself. It turned out to be a true
learning curve!
Religion.
Mute!
Gender.
Mute!!
Women Integrity.
MUTE!!!
Why??
Because
you are dumb!
Umm….Mentally or…??
Of
course, mentally! But good point. Stay dumb. I mean keep mum too. Get it now?
But everyone has the right to speak!
Not
the insane people, silly!!
Ummm..How do you quantify ‘silliness’?
Dumb
question! Again! The freedom of expression is indeed there but the right to
sensitivity is ‘fundamental’.
Do you mean to say ‘oversensitivity’?
Are
you trying to make me the bad person here?
(Pulls out a
pistol)
Hey! I was just making my point.
Even
I am.
(
Pointing my gun with a sly smile on my face. )
I am scared! But strangely though I hear the name ‘Avijit
Roy’ ringing in my ears! And why do I
feel like shouting ‘Je suis Charlie’!!
Shut
up! I feel like shouting, ”Mr. Pea-brain. Think of some sane ideas from now on.
And if you want to save the remnants of your already besmirched integrity, leave
and never speak. NEVER. If possible, take back what all you have said until
now.
I am confused now. The name ‘Perumal Murugan’ is echoing in
my head.
See!
Only insane people like you can conjure asinine thoughts from the thin air in a
jiffy. Thank goodness! Some intelligent minds made bullets to talk to the
unhinged people like you.
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(Brandished
my gun.)
Whaaaattt!! Do you? Seriously? I mean….Wait!! Sir! Do you
want me to kneel in front of you and beg for my ‘loathsome low life’? Because I
can do that. I swear!!
HaaHaaHaa!!
That’s all the fight you got? Tell me ‘brother’! Did your ‘Bapu’ teach you this
trick? Huh?? Do you really think a pervert..I mean predator…I mean a ‘proper
gentleman’ like me would spare, let’s say, India’s daughter even if she begs me
for forgiveness after she toes the line?
What line?
How
dare you question me?
I
am sorry, Sir! I don’t know why I enquired about such a banal thing! But..One
last question, Sir. What if a ‘thali’ adorns her?
You
are silly but you have a commendable sense of humor! Its existence is my
choice. I can choose to overlook it or make it as important as the air the
wearer breathes to survive! See my greatness? My power?
Very
well, Sir! I salute you. And on this ‘enlightened’ note, I would like to take
your leave, Sir.
How
I wish you could do that! Alas! I can’t! The ‘supreme’ has the last word and
that is not you.
Hey!
Hey! Put the gun away! I am innocent! I didn’t do anything wrong! I actually
did nothing! Listen! Please!!!! You can’t do this!
How
naïve! Don’t tell me what I can and what I can’t! I can lynch you in the public
square if I wish to. Yes, you heard that right. And be thankful because right
now, I am being kind to you!
BUT…..BUT……BUT………………..
BOOM….BOOM…BOOM…..
SILENCE!!!!
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