BULLSHIT AND CHICKEN SHIT
“You must be making a lot of money because you’ve certainly taken a beating as far as status is concerned.”
This was my economics professor’s son, about my recent transformation from an economics graduate to a farmer.
I was working with my hands - and raising and selling chickens! Including chicken shit (I almost did this but I couldn’t find a buyer!).
Reflecting on his statement, I realize how much we despise manual work and the CHASHA.
Yes, now I was a CHASHA: on my hands and knees, vaccinating pullets, filling their feeders, turning up the litter...To what hideous, shameful DEPTHS had I descended. I was a disgrace.
And then I was going door to door, hawking my birds to anyone desperate for white meat.
I had become a commoner - and, for all the bullshit about Bangalee bhai-bhai, we loathe farmers, the CHASHA-BHUSHA people like I was.
Bullshit and chicken shit!
