In India, there are a lot of engineers.
In India, more than engineers, there are doctors.
In India, there are a whole lot of doctors.
And more than doctors, there are warm corpses.
In India, there are a lot of political leaders.
In India, more than political leaders, there are political sadhus.
In India, there are a lot of voters.
In India, there are a lot of political leaders.
More than the leaders
there are the dead who won't be anyone's followers.
In India, there are a lot of cows.
In India, more than cows, there are monkeys.
In India, there are a whole lot of monkeys.
And more than the monkeys, there are broken churches and burnt bodies.
In India, there are a lot of men
who dress themselves to look a lot like monkeys.
A pair of saffron shorts and red painted faces can make a man
believe he is a monkey.
Saffron shorts and red painted faces can make a monkey
look even more like a monkey.
In India, there are a lot of men fighting
to be monkeys. The fathers and grandfathers
of these monkeys in saffron shorts and red painted faces
had tried to lose that tail which follows each monkey.
In India, there are a lot of monkeys.
What makes them monkeys
are their saffron shorts and red painted faces.
What makes them monkeys
are the tails that they are following.
What makes them monkeys
is that Sita is not where they are going
nor in the ruins they have left behind.

