Think about it. There's always some more toothpaste in the tube. What happens when the end is encountered? when you wake up one morning, groggy, foul breathed and there is no more toothpaste in the tube? A dull realization dawns upon your embittered soul and the quest for a new tube begins. but the tube is given a last squeeze, a last try before all hope is given up. A parallel to life learned in the bathroom? Maybe..A dull metaphor spewed out of mid-afternoon laziness? Definitely.
But think about it.
Farmers, Technology and Freedom of Choice: A Tale of Two Satyagrahas
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*This is the 23rd installment of The Rationalist, my column for the Times
of India.*
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