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I am an idiot, they blame me for the right reasons.
Hello young Indians, Jawaharlal Nehru here. Yes, that good old PM who created your college and wrote so many books. But I'm a *fucking* idiot. I fought with my own government to create this institute. They wanted to spend money on things like primary education and food and other minor temporal intricacies. But I had to get my revenge with Edwina, so I decided to spend all that money on a swanky white building in a middle of nowhere in Bengal out of all places. I called it a temple of modern India, and they rewarded my hardwork by naming a hall after my father and a museum after me. That hall went to faeces long ago, but the museum was demure. But last night that went to the dogs as well. I was flying around on the top of the museum last night(I'm a ghost, so I can do that). It was so serene and spiritual, and I could finally stop overthinking why my great-grandson turned out a moron. But then two seemingly overgrown teenagers came in, an overconfident girl leading a flummoxed boy. I wasn't surprised how they came inside a locked building, those bastards really don't care about the security of my museum. But what surprised me was that they weren't here for astronomy research or any noble pursuits. In the middle of the exams, I repeat, IN THE MIDDLE OF THE EXAMS, these kids are sitting on the top of my hallowed museum trying to woo each other and reciting poems Indira used to recite when she was five. The girl was obviously bored and playing with the boy who was just desperate for a kiss. They wasted two important hours talking about nothing and then went out, and the girl offered him a kiss seeing how much he seemed to crave it. I flew away to avoid the obvious profanity, and saw a pigeon hitting the guy. A patriotic pigeon. I flew to Bidhan Chowk to complain to BC Roy's ghost how wrong he was to suggest building an institute here but those overgrown teenagers seemingly followed me and kissed outside my very daughter's hall. If these kids are the future of our nation, then at the stroke of the midnight hour, I should've returned this country to the British. I was a fucking idiot to do something for you douchebags. Edwina's ghost will laugh at me.3
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