Who is Sir?

Is he a real man in this modern world? Is he that fearless all powerful arrogant sir from the British India Era, a western? Or just your class teacher or lawyer or employer, or many other people we respectfully call Sir? Could we be secretly be getting raced by him as he turns out to be a વહેમ, or kind, benevolent person. That we even take that term for granted.

Sir isn’t to be taken for granted, as you become sir one day for somebody else. Then what happens? You get raced even more secretly because you took that mantel. See it is not a tit for tat world here. Sir for me kills no matter what you do with it. It’s a mummy’s curse that only knows destruction, no matter how coveted this entity might become to the simple soul, its end game is only haye, for the one who adorns it.

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