Daddy’s day out..!
Robert Clements
Thursday, July 08, 2010 - There are many in this country who don’t know why India went through a bandh yesterday, after all they argue, the subsidy on petrol is anyway taken from the taxpayers money, so what difference does it make if the same money is paid directly at the petrol pump and not at the tax office? “Right sir! I’m sure the opposition parties too see the logic of your argument.” “So why the bandh?” “Sir the opposition hasn’t been knowing what to do in the last one year, and you can’t blame them, sir, because it’s terrible becoming an MP with no work, sitting on a wooden bench in Parliament and not even being able to put their hands up, because either they don’t know what they are voting for or their party itself is divided on the issue!
So suddenly comes the chance of a bandh, when they can run, and holler, yell and shout, close shops, slam down rolling shutters, exercise their arms picking up stones, exercise muscle throwing those stones, wearing T shirts that hide their pot bellies, but which they can’t wear on other days, it’s what they need to do for being inactive for over a year!”
“Don’t their families feel ashamed of this?” “Sir, look! Look into their houses, see how happy their wives look, how relieved their children are! Ask them how they feel, while their men are out creating mayhem and chaos!” “You are asking us how we feel? He, he, he! Relieved! Today he will not come home and make me roll a hundred chappatis for him and his henchmen, today they will eat from some roadside stall or some cheap hotel where the owner will be able to keep his shop open and do business because my husband’s food bill was looked after! There, now ask my children how they feel!”
“Look at daddy on TV. See how he is running around, look at him beating that shop owner, watch him making lewd gestures at that pretty woman in the bus stop! Today our daddy is a hero, because he is behaving like one!” “Where are you going?” “To join our dads. We’ve been wanting to frighten girls in a hostel down the road and my gang and I intend doing it now! There’s a chick there I’ve been wanting for a long time, today I can have my way!”
—Email:bobsbanter@gmail.com
So suddenly comes the chance of a bandh, when they can run, and holler, yell and shout, close shops, slam down rolling shutters, exercise their arms picking up stones, exercise muscle throwing those stones, wearing T shirts that hide their pot bellies, but which they can’t wear on other days, it’s what they need to do for being inactive for over a year!”
“Don’t their families feel ashamed of this?” “Sir, look! Look into their houses, see how happy their wives look, how relieved their children are! Ask them how they feel, while their men are out creating mayhem and chaos!” “You are asking us how we feel? He, he, he! Relieved! Today he will not come home and make me roll a hundred chappatis for him and his henchmen, today they will eat from some roadside stall or some cheap hotel where the owner will be able to keep his shop open and do business because my husband’s food bill was looked after! There, now ask my children how they feel!”
“Look at daddy on TV. See how he is running around, look at him beating that shop owner, watch him making lewd gestures at that pretty woman in the bus stop! Today our daddy is a hero, because he is behaving like one!” “Where are you going?” “To join our dads. We’ve been wanting to frighten girls in a hostel down the road and my gang and I intend doing it now! There’s a chick there I’ve been wanting for a long time, today I can have my way!”
—Email:bobsbanter@gmail.com
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