I recall a colleague in the Economic Times once telling me, “You are a good journalist.” Instead of thanking him for the compliment, I replied, “I am not a journalist. I am a revolutionary.” I don’t write for fun. There is a serious purpose to all this – the overthrow of the regime.
The first “Antidote” column published in ET in 1998 was titled “Revolution Calling!”
I remain singing the same song.
On that happy note, today, I have a podcast for you. In Hindi – the crude Hindi of the streets of Delhi, where I grew up. I recorded it ages ago but never broadcast it, thinking it too obscene. But it just so happened that I heard it again last evening, and found it hilarious, and serious as well. Pretty neat, in fact.
You can play the podcast by clicking here.
I just hope you enjoy it. Happy Diwali.
And as for those who might take grave offence at the language – imagine an Eminem in Hindustani – I have these words from Alice Cooper:
No more Mr. Nice Guy,
No more Mr. Clean,
No more, Mr. Nice Guy,
They say, he’s sick,
Push the tempo!