Me: I’m gonna make a short film with the Mallu Commie. Like a short-short documentary, kinda.
Child Artist: That guy is so EXTREME ya.
Me: No, no, he’s okay. He has a lot of respect for capitalism apparently.
Child Artist: I don’t know ya. I feel he is extreme.
Me: But you don’t think right wing assholes like Right Wing Assole are extreme for hating on homos?
I-Bank Mallu: What is it going to be about, your movie?
Me: The story of two Indias, you know. The divergent Indias, post, like, the liberalolution (liberalization revolution, I made it up myself, tacky, but cute, I thought). The theme of the film will be the juxtaposition of the aspirations, status, and future concerns of the invisible workers at college – the maids, the guards, the construction workers, the mess boys – with those of the students graduating from here. Blah blah blah…
30 MINUTES LATER, AFTER WATCHING A MASALA SHORT FILM ABOUT 4 COLLEGE FRIENDS (ONE OF WHOM IS AN AMEER BAAP KA BIGDA HUA LAADLA WITH “A HEART DISEASE, DAMMIT”)
I-Bank Mallu: You should make a film like this only, with some story and all. What juxtapose.
Child Artist: Some juxtapose and all she wants to do, I don’t know.
Me: Ya so true only.
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Harish go away!! I am taking my link off FB. I have no idea why I put it there in the first place.
Australian broadcaster, writer, film-maker, left-wing radical thinker and iconoclast. He was the Australian Humanist of the Year in 1987.