People are much more aware and involved these days than ever before. Everyone is aware of the latest hashtag on Twitter, and the latest outrage on TV. And vice versa. We all know what’s going on. This country is going to hell in a hand basket, and it’s all because of Modi/sickular libtards. So all conversations these days are about Modi/ sickular libtards. This has made it very hard to have conversations with friends. In fact, it has made it hard to even have friends. You can only have gangs.
Anyway, so I was having a free and frank conversation with my imaginary best friend yesterday but the real world barrelled in just as we were on our first peg, warming up. I had started to talk, and it went something like this: Me: I think Gujarati…
(Real world rushes in angrily)
Real World: Talking about Gujarat! Sanghi! Bhakt! Sickular! Libtard!
Me: …dal RW: HE SAID DAL! SICKULAR! LIBTARD!
Me: …is too sweet
RW: What?!
Me: Indian…
RW: HE SAID INDIAN! Nationalist! Fascist!
Me: …vegetarian food RW: VEGETARIAN! Sanghi! Bhakt!
Me: is truly diverse.
RW: What?! Look, mister, stop talking nonsense and beating around the Bush. Are you with us or against us?
Me: What?!
At this point, my imaginary friend got up and left the planet. I’ve requested him to send back a big UFO for urgent evacuation. Leaving the country is no use; the whole world is going to hell in a hand basket. Unless someone stole the hand basket already.
