Sorry, Kisna!

Why the f**k should we decorate Mathura? Your women spilled their menstrual blood over the pages of my recycled notebook. The notebook was stitched by a beggar stung by a venomous snake from the Himalayas. It forgot to wear its underwear and thought that the sole of my beggar man was something it could 'take'

the women in your life have taken - you have taken the innocence of the naive pandavas and quenched the thirst of draupadi; you took the naivety and fooled around Subhadra and made her a pawn in the historical downfall of the kauravas who were so many in number that their own parents forgot what the eff did they do to deserve them?

your rules were set - you misused Karna - felony. crime. betrayal.
you called it feminism and painted the battlefield with blood and built buildings and then left it to rot. The riots in your city were quenched by the samadhi of my brotherhood and the undying love of your people.

Why the f**k should we celebrate your 'ashtami'?
What about me? Don't I get a chance too?

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