God knows, I have waited long enough for this momentous day. Half the time Katju did not know what he was talking about and the other half of the time I did not know or understand what he was talking about. He quoted Milton all the time believing I did not know Milton. Of course, I know him, he’s the man who owns Milton plastics. He quotes Sanskrit shlokas but little does he know that we in the BJP do follow the language of the gods, thanks to our sanyasi brigade. Does Katju even know that as one of the BCCI stalwarts, I was about to introduce a ruling that all Indian cricket players from now on appeal only in Sanskrit! How can I forgive his comments that 90 per cent of Indians were idiots and that too without clarifying that this did not include me or my hero-god, the modern Ram, Narendrabhai ‘Mr Development’ Modi of Gujarat. For long, I ignored Katju’s ramblings but when he took on Modi and Gujarat, that paradise on earth, something snapped in me and I let go at him! Visit Gujarat, see for yourself, I say. Where are the slums, the dirty netherworlds once occupied by those black beards? Gone, gone, I tell you, and all replaced by Tata Nanos, Mittal Steel, Anil Asbestos, Mukesh Mushrooms and Adani Additives.