Why must we rely on unholy
ISKCON translations of the divine
book? Can you not read Sanskrit?
I fear that our schools no longer
teach the glorious language. I also
fear, that our schools no longer
impart a solid foundation in English
either. Please pay close attention
to the eight mistakes I have circled
with my fountain pen. In royal
washable blue. I also fear, that
children no longer use nibs to
write. Their writing is horrible. Nasty.
I can never understand what my
grandson writes in his notebooks.
But these days he emails.
I don’t want to tell you his name.
His parents didn’t give him mine.
He might as well be nameless.
Why do young parents give their
progeny such non-Brahmin names?
I am in deep despair.
Why aren’t young girls wearing
their pottu? Why aren’t the older
ladies chanting the Lord’s name?
Salwar Kameez is a Muslim dress.
I kindly request you to publish, at
once, an article on the perils of
losing our culture. The bank officials
no longer know my name. I am
retired, and seventy-five years
old, and they do not call me sir.
Your crossword has too many post-
modern references. What is Milan?
A city or a man’s name? Have you
ever heard of a man named Madras?
It is wrong. What will Kalki do when
He finally comes? Which also reminds
me, nobody sings properly anymore.
What sort of a message are we sending
to our next generation, when a song
asks “Should we tie the knot, and then
reproduce, or give birth to children,
and then tie the knot?”.
Yours truly, faithfully, sincerely, etc,
Mr Sadashivam (Retired, Southern Railways.)