The travails of reverse migration by the incredible Ramesh Mahadevan.
Everybody has a favorite cell phone story to tell. Mine is about our family Punditji, whose cell phone accidentally fell into the sacred fire while he was performing some holy something. (I bet his colleagues around the fire quickly chanted “Om Cell phonaaaya swaahaaa…� or something) The man tried to exchange the charbroiled cell phone for a new one, but even though the gods were on his side, the Nokia guy apparently refused to budge.
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