This is not a post to mock this quiz contest, for dog only knows, there’s enough there to fill an entire Netflix mini-series of stand-up comedy. And horror.
This is a post to profess sympathy towards the lowly paid intern who was tasked with listening to all the Mann Ki Baats and coming up with a list of questions and answers for this quiz.
We feel for you, mate. You have our deepest commiserations, and our awe, as we marvel at your iron will and steely nerves. We are, without doubt, and at the same time, impressed by the size of your kidneys (गुर्दा) and touched by this selfless sacrifice, not just in the present and now, but in the foreseeable future, when you and your therapist struggle to block these PTSD memories, hopefully with some success, however minor. And this is not even taking into consideration all the BP medication you’ll need.
On the brighter side, after this job, the only way your career can go is up. You’ve paid your dues to society, my friend, by taking this bullet for the team. We are in debt.
May you live long and prosper. Go in peace, my warrior fellow citizen. Dogspeed.
P.S.: I think the INC must include a Kirti Chakra for this intern at the minimum in their manifesto.
