REAL GLIMPSE OF AN IMAGINARY BASTAR- by Nidheesh Tyagi
Each day the naxal and the cop wake up alive next to their guns in a rainy Bastar morning find the jungles shrinking the tribal of their extinct as the state clears forests through contractors of development and greed of profiteers..
Forests will thin so much that the naxal and the cop will kill each other with Kalashnikovs and landmines
Geography teachers will lie in their classes about Bastar.
Bastar would see development.
Bastar would be main stream.
After smell of gunfire, burnt flesh, clotted blood are wiped, there would be no evident scenes of crime for witnesses.
No one will sing and dance for the naxal and the jawaan on the live Doordarshan telecast of Republic Day Celebrations, showing a real glimpse of imaginary Bastar at India Gate
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