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The Father, the Son, and the Holy Rave Party
After attending prayer meetings where people go into epileptic tizzies, I’ve come to the conclusion that a religious gathering is nothing more than a rave party for the faithful.
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Elephant Gods, Flying Insects, and Crabby Crabs: A Ganpati Visarjan Horror Story
I’ve been jostled in the crowd, groped by a stranger, covered in cheap gulaal, and sacrificed at the altar of the DJ wale babu. But no trauma compares to the ordeal of attempting visarjan from the deck of a ferry in the middle of a downpour.
