Nirmala Sitharaman. What can I say about her? She brings the kind of anger inside me that I did not know existed. Every word of hers, every action, every facial expression, every single expression of body language makes the bile inside me rise. I had written about her in the past.
But I haven’t managed to get that anger out of my system, not because I haven’t tried (I reset myself on my birthday, forgiving everyone and moving away from the toxin of hate and vengeance). It is because every time I burn that emotion inside of me, she finds a way to refill and top up the tank.
What a vile, despicable, arrogant, vain, shameless, vulgar, bigoted, hateworthy woman (and a lousy finance minister, just to complete the circle: inefficient and proud).
On her, I wish irrelevance of the kind that will make her burn with the same impotent rage as I, and literally everyone who seems to come in her contact, for the rest of her sorry life.
P.S: And I am not even getting into the argument about whether it is the ‘great leader’, Modi’s singular & personal benevolence, largesse, and charity that are solely responsible for the poor in India getting subsidised food, or is that just how democracy and a socially conscious system are supposed to function.
