‘Stop being a glutton. How much would you eat? At least pay heed to the emergency call from your waistline.’ I cautioned him. ‘Are!! Do not stop me from eating, at least not today. I am in preparation mode.’ ‘Preparation for what?’ ‘I am going for fast unto death from tomorrow morning. This is my last meal before the fast. So let me have it in peace.’ ‘Well, if it is fast unto death then I think this is probably your last meal.’ I winked at him. ‘Well, maybe. But, if the government agrees to the demands then I would be spared of an untimely death while the society would benefit a lot.’ I had never known him to have a strong viewpoint on anything except of course on food. Probably, he had been influenced by the recent emergence of a strong and vocal civil society. Anyways, the crusade against corruption has caught the imagination of millions in this once sacred land. ‘So, now we would watch you on national television making a case for bringing back black money to the coun