Having seen pests of both worlds, I am ready to take on the responsibility of running a nation. Please, mujhe PM bana do. It’s very easy. Seriously. Grow a beard. Tweet as though everyone matters. Remain mum while opposition blathers. Listen to your boss however hard she shatters. Cite “coalition dharma” when Raja’s Commonwealth ruthlessly batters. Run a survey when the Nation is in tatters. And finally, extract Indian savings to cover up Swiss black money chatters. By the way, a man learns to become God-fearing only in 2 ways: one in a Dadar/Shirdi temple queue, and the other in the bank ATM queue. Of course, in both queues, the Qs he asks repeatedly are the same: Hey Bhagwan, main hi Queue?