Marpa shook his head bemused.
Sure done. But how do I know who is democracy. And where do I find this .. . . what or who is it?
That made Omar Quayyam shake in his grave!
See! he cried in glee!
He ain't know even now
'WHO IS THE POTTER, pray, AND WHO THE POT?'
Just as I would say in a few centuries from now!
But he was getting far behind his time! Coz this Marpa was morphed into 21st century!
And he still, ayyoyyo, still, knew noffin 'bout DEMOCRACY!
CRAZY AS IT MAY SEEM!
IN THE 21ST CENTURY!
Him that was given a PTP in Nepal to pass on to India knew nothing about DEMOCRACY which was a good half a century old in the new avatar and a whole civilisational ethos and antiquity in Harappan horses and little claycart tales told most elegantly about cultured courtesan tarts who wandered around like ethereal elegies without being caught on VIDEOTAPES and brandished into CELLOTAPES to DUMB DOWN DEMOCRACY into watching one's own tail!
DIRT HAD A PEACEABLE EXISTENCE WITH DRAMA AND DRAMA HAD A PEACEABLE EXISTENCE WITH DEMOCRACY OF DO-AS-YOU-LIKE-BUT-DON'T-CHUCK-MUCK-ON-OTHERS-DONTS-AND-SO-ON
But soon that too passed around and thus
THE SMUT INDUSTRY HAD A LONG DATELINE BACK INTO ANTIQUITY
AND THE TATHAGATA GOT A TON OF IT FROM THE TIRTHIKAS WITH SUNDARI AND CHINCHA as clever c-lever accomplices and so on but the IPC had AN UNBLEMISHED RECORD OF CATCHING THE CULPRITS WHEN THE ROUND ROBIN CAME AS WAS BOUND TO BACK ROUND AND ROUND, AND SO ON. ..
SO DEMOCRACY CONTINUED UNDETERED WITH AN UNDIMINISHED DATELINE! DESPITE THE DUST AND DIRT AND DIN OF SELF-SONG! WHERE DEMOCRACY WAS SO IN LOVE WITH THE SOUND OF HER OWN VOICE THAT SHE CONTINUED TO SING ALONG. . .
