Originally appeared in SwarajyaMag
There was a time, around a few thousand years ago, that God would talk to us.
Sometimes He would say something from behind a burning bush. Sometimes He would appear in a dream. Sometimes He would give us his words in the field of battle and sometimes He would just send his son down to the earth.
Then, for some reason, God became silent, round about the time Man started this whole “science” thing.
Now once again, after years, he has spoken, this time through a new prophet.
Not surprisingly, the chosen one happens to be a Bengali by the name of Boria Majumdar.
I apologize for the blasphemy I am going to commit right now. But I have to say it. Prophet Boria’s prose is, for the want of a less obvious word, boring. Not to sully the purity of His words, but one wishes that He had chosen a more accomplished spinner of sentences, someone like Rahul Bhattacharya for instance, who would have been less liberal with passages that sound like paraphrasing of score-cards.
But perhaps I am wrong. God knows best.
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