How Dare You Cut My WiFi?

DEAR Government, I hope this letter finds you in the pink of health. Which, most likely, you are, because your convoy doesn't face traffic. We do. But we understand, you're important; you have to reach the airport on time. We're not complaining; we're simply honking in Jubilee Hills.

- Sandesh

I mean, if we start complaining, then we have the floods to complain about—the ones caused by the trees you cut down. For that, we protested, we complained. But we never hated you. Because that's how it goes in any other state. We know we're doing better. But off late, our feelings are shifting from 'bleh' to 'arrgh'. And this is not good.

Cut our trees? That's your profession, we know. Cut our power? That's your passion, sure. But how dare you cut our internet?

Are you my parents? Did I do something wrong? Vote wrongly, maybe?

Yes, we understand there was a disaster. Yes, we understand you had to prevent electrocution. But tell me honestly—when was the last time an internet cable killed a man? Internet cables can only kill time, not people.