Lexical Archery & Civic Dharma

#OnceUponATime, #TheHindu a newspaper taught me the art of lexical archery. Its mid-page editorials were my Drona—refining my vocabulary, sharpening my syntax.

But when it chose to side with corrupt forces, it ceased to be a guru. As Arjuna, I must now aim my arrows of satire and dharma—not out of vengeance, but necessity.

A paper that once shaped minds now butchers language. Not fit even as toilet paper.