Jesus came to me
I did not recognise him
Marx came to me
I did not recognise him
Ambedkar came to me
I did not recognise him
Gandhi came to me
I did not recognise him
Buddha came to me
I did not recognise him
Then, I came to me
`Who are you?’ I asked
‘I am you…!’ He said
I said: `Fuck off!
I don’t have time for you!’
K.P. Sasi is a film maker, cartoonist and a writer
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