A bedtime conversation.
Kym: ‘Baba bear, when you were my age and had lost your front teeth, did you also have problems drinking water from your wooden or whatever glass?’
Baba: ‘Yes, but why do you think we used wooden glasses?’
Kym: ‘Did you have glass glasses when you were young?’
Baba: ‘Exactly how old do you think I am?’
Kym: ‘Did you also use stone tools, Baba?’
Baba: ‘I think I need to lie down now.’
Suicide, the ultimate rebellion, the final act of non-cooperation, isn't something to be laughed at. It is heartbreaking to see it being ridiculed by some people I truly admire (who I'd have presumed more empathetic than that) to counter some other people (who are known…
VERY interesting!
Back in December 2012, when the Nirbhaya protests erupted across the country, I wrote this and discovered it only in reference to something else I was looking for.
When's the movie coming out?
How many of us can be Ravish Kumar? I, for one, can't. Of course, I can't, and won't ever be Rajdeep Sardesai. I'd probably be more like Prannoy Roy.
We all have a limited fount of courage. Each of us knows where that limit is. Notwithstanding our public posturing.
