A Sikh story

Arko Dasgupta
Aug 28, 2017 · 1 min read

“There he is. Slit the bastard’s throat”, cried someone from the mob. “Here, take my sword”, another announced. “Motherfucker, it isn’t sharp enough”, the first complained before turning to the subdued gentleman and saying, “Sardarji, kindly lend me your kirpan so I can cut your throat.”

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