Didi Darling, I Understand
Some days ago, we were treated to great hopes that a certain saffron party might be lapping up votes in the North East of the country but Didi declared through her noble spokesperson that she didn’t really care. The C.M. OF Bengal wasn’t bothered. Not a bit. Not a mite. Scared? Who she? Didi and her goons---er, sorry, I mean team were aiming for Lal Quila, that is Delhi, that is the Prime Minister’s slot. Wow! We were impressed. We puffed and preened. We wagged our tails.
|Ipsita Roy Chakraverti|