When innocents die on a railway platform lives snuffed out senselessly, the string-pullers behind this massacre arrested and released four days later and when general injustice and inequities abound all around, some people, who still have some hope and believe in imaginary friends, look heavenwards and ask “God , what are you doing?”
According to the Chopras, God (or Rab or Great Flying Spaghetti Monster or Bhagwan or whatever you want to call that person who sits up above) is busy with other things of greater importance.
He is making “jodis”. And that too “halle halle”. [The song "Halle Halle" in Rab Na Bana Di Jodi , for some unfathomable reason, brings to my demented mind memories of the Mammoth Koirala starrer "Market" wherein a lady of commerce tells her client "Zyara hallu hallu kar".]
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