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Howdy Kamala—The Goddess Lakshmi!


Kamala—The Goddess Lakshmi—has timed it to near perfection. Here comes Diwali, and here comes Kamala, the Lakshmi. What more could Indians have wanted? Now the wealth and prosperity would rain in torrents. No question about it.

Couple that with Joe Biden claiming to have family links with Indians, we are well on our way to be a world power second to none, the only possible exception being the US itself. Yes, I am not kidding you. In 2013, when he visited India as Obama’s VP he said he has distant relatives in Mumbai. He reasserted that in 2015 to dispel any lingering doubts that anybody may have had on that score. One of our industrious genealogy experts—bless our country for we have hordes of them—has figured out that Biden is a westernized miss-spelling of Bhide. So there.

With Bhide-Lakshmi team holding the steering wheel and the key to Fort Knox, things are looking up for us Indians like never before. 

Lockheed Martin is already shifting its F-16 manufacturing line to India and also going to manufacture F21 with Tatas. That much Trump—I beg excuse for I took the name of erstwhile do-gooder for India who may not have much equity left anymore—did in his time anyway. Now Bhide-Kamala are expected to order the same manufacturer to also shift their manufacturing line for their super-advance 5th generation F-22 Raptor to Thulasendrapuram. Yes, that’s Kamala’s native village in Tamil Nadu. 
I hear, not waiting for their inauguration of Bhide-Kamala and also for Trump’s trying to throw some spanners in the work, Lockheed management has placed their personnel—all 1,10,000 of them—into crash course of learning Tamil. And also Hindi. Bethesda in the US State of Maryland, where their HQ is, is now witnessing hundreds of Indian American Tamil ladies walking in and out. That could only be, my guess is, for tutoring the Americans. 

Audio manufacturers in India have received huge orders for Gayatri Mantra and Maha Mratunjay. Ulhasnagar Sindhi Association—abbreviating their name to USA—is the primary beneficiary. The White House mess—located in the basement of the West Wing next door to the Situation Room—serves breakfast and lunch for staffers. Idlis and lemon rice are already included on trial basis by US Navy who run the small dining facility. The news is that Trump has called the veggie fare horse-food. 
Howdy who? You got it right. Howdy Kamala, and of course Howdy Bhide…er…Biden.

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