Wicked Krishna
Kartikey Sehgal
[Fiction]
“Oh, you know him not!”
I said to my friend while walking along a peaceful country road. He is a patient of chronic back-ache and today was especially a troublesome day for him.
“Why is he blue? Because he is conscious of having brown skin like Indian men.”
My friend was aghast. He said that the colour blue was only symbolic and that nobody would bother if you drew him brown or black. He also urged me to come back to my senses.