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16/02/2013 by Siddiqui Fayesal

All I could see were monsters shrouded underneath normalcy. I think you’d call it paranoia, my friend. There is nothing else that I myself can aptly call it. But I’m not “qualified” to diagnose, you know! It’s such a high handed game you psychologists and psychiatrists play, it some times drives me crazy!

I read it in Segal’s Doctors about the so called logic of Doctors having a bad handwriting. I’m the last for doubting analytic reasoning or pyramid theories but don’t you think such generalisations go a long way in making every young intern purposely, you might call it the unconscious or subconscious, veer towards having an illegible hand? Making them believe that there’s something not quite right if every literate human could read what they’re writing is no doubt the most obvious control that you have over them. Obvious, I say. But I don’t mean that. You should know. For who would have the time to unravel the mystery involved in such insipid theories. Wouldn’t it make more sense to utilise the time for some potential path breaking discovery. Wanton paroxysms upholding the cause-effect relationship of the science circles are well known. But equally well known are what you learned folks call “conspiracy theories”. You try so hard to just dust us off your Holy Uniforms by cat calling us and giving us such an unhonourable name. God sure doth laugh on y’all along with us, I swear!

Conspiracy: An evil, unlawful, treacherous, or surreptitious plan formulated in secret by two or more persons. (Source:

So is it a conspiracy on my part or yours when Akbaruddin Owaisi is put behind bars and Togadia is, in secret mind you, praised as a saviour? Oh please don’t wet your pants out of the potential orgasmic pleasure based upon the next insinuation that you’re going to point towards me. I know what your learn-by-rote head is gassing up to. I never said anything positive about Owaisi did I?

But let’s get into the Togadia shit. With me, mate? If you check out his history you’ll see that his venom spewing shit is a norm. For Owaisi it was the first time. Then tell me, my lateral thinking pal, why was the government quick to anger when he spoke shit? Why is Togadia not paraded with this kind of “limelight”?

Did you just call me an Islamist Orthodox?

Well, you aren’t the first. But the day someone whose thought process is not industrially manipulated tells me that I’ll sit back and go through each and every word all over again. But since it’s you I’ll just smile and snigger.

After all, I do feel sorry for you.

Siddiqui F.

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