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Got these distress messages from the brotherhood in a free booklet stuffed inside the morning paper.
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  1. AnonymousMar 2, 2011, 1:53:00 AM

    Where in India do you live? It's crazy how the Hindu right is becoming more paranoid and more terrorist-like with every passing minute.

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  2. Vinayak RazdanMar 2, 2011, 11:38:00 AM

    I was visiting my mother in Ghaziabad for Shivratri holiday.

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  3. MayaMar 3, 2011, 5:59:00 PM

    I never understood what they actually want from people..

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  4. Vinayak RazdanMar 3, 2011, 6:33:00 PM

    They want people to be more like a Lion or a Tiger or anything else ferocious Man like and they world like them to do less Mew Mew and more Grr Grr. When they first got together they looked around the world and realized everything powerful in the world: Western civilization, Islam, true Manly man, White man, Aryan man, real Hinduism, electric motor, the all knowing electric fan overhead the great minds in the Parliament house...they all go GrrGrr, so they decided it was time the Hindu nation too finds its original voice, unique voice, and that voice was GrrGrrr. Now they mostly spend their time telling the people of this 'could-have-been-great-if-we were-in-command' nation to stop mewing and speak in the one true primordial sound...GrrrGrrr.

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  5. AnonymousFeb 18, 2012, 2:20:00 PM

    Dunn, that's really great. I was deeply disappointed that a discussion of Jayamalini brought me to a blog of Hindiantalk but the excellent of this remark slightly consoled me.

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