In 1970, I traveled through time and became an Indian Brahmin son-in-law.
My father-in-law thinks I am useless, and my wife thinks I am nothing.
It doesn't matter, what I have in my mind is the wisdom accumulated by another civilization for five thousand years.
Build canals, build cooperatives, confront Brahmanical doctrines, create your own sects...
They say I am a saint, a god, and the conscience of India, but only I know who I am...
Light, funny, but serious.
