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Back to the future. Blast from the past. Ballots are cast.
Saffron may rise on the mast at last.
Saffron Affront Front
Sixth World Hindi Conference, 1999.
Monday,
September, 13, 1999 9:16 AM
I am sure my good brother, honorable professor Dr. Yashwant Malaiya, self
admitted 'Cowbeltwallah, make it progressive cowbeltwallh,' is spending some
quality time with his "badatamiija bhaaii loga," ill tempered brother-hoods,
at Wembly Place in London, as we speak, in 'English.'
There are number of free resources at the disposal of these saffron
simians to write in Hindi on the Internet, guess what they are doing
instead, having ball at, of all the places in imperialist English speaking
country, England.
Talk is cheap and these cowbeltwallahs have done nothing in these past
fifty years but talk about glory of this and glory of that under the
protection of their government while the language is going to dogs.
I reported the dichotomy of these cowbeltwallahs sending their kids to the
Christian missionary schools, better yet to foreign countries where chances
of these kids learning any Hindi are nil while demagogueing about the status
and importance of Sanskrit and Hindi, both remain in their deluded minds as
powerhouses but in reality are being forgotten.
Funny thing about these 'NRIwallahs,' the VHP kind of terrorists, is that
they put on such pathetic shows that a grammar school pageant may look ten
times better in comparison. Three years ago with a fanfare reminiscent of
the Mughal days one World Sanskrit conference was held in Bangalore. I
reported the fiasco that was that event where the then prime minister of
India, Deve Gowda publicly thrashed the perpetual beggars to carry on their
zest for Sanskrit on their own and not bother asking for the state handouts.
Did somebody say 'popularize,' Hindi? Sounds cute to me. If anything needs
to be popularized go to Bollywood. They are the moneybags of Bombay who made
Hindi popular with their fancy-schpansy blockbuster Hindi movie not by the
kinds of the organisers of this London pathetic tent show people.
If Hindi has to live as a language she must compete with the rest of the
languages in India and not ask for special government protections and pork.
This is evident from the fact that proponents of Hindi are residing in
foreign countries and pumping some enthusiasm in the ABCD crowd who give a
damn for Hindi.
When are these deluded dunces going to accept the truth that they cannot
imagine things at the same time go beating their collective chests and
breasts crying wolf like my good brother Yashwant did recently? 'Imperialism
of English,' he said. Actually he said much less, he just borrowed the local
newspaper headline to butt in where his butt did not belong.
I whacked his butt, as you all know for good reason. He is a good person
and if he gets into such bad habits as creating a mass hysteria the cause of
Hindi shall be considered a parochial pandemonium and not national
regeneration. These saffron goons have squandered last fifty years chasing
wild geese. They could have shown the world that Hindi can stand on her own
two feet not requiring state crutches and crotchety NRIs whooping it up in
tent shows in London.
Thanks to the Deccan Chronicle dated September 14, 1999.
http://www.deccanchronicleonline.com/wolrest.html
Sid Harth..."Today is the famous Hindu festival, 'Ganesh Chaturthi,' Ganesh
being god of 'ganas,' the common folks, may he impart some wisdom in these
cowbeltwallahs empty skulls."
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