Road-no.5

Since I'm so very often asked to think from another's shoes, I decided to borrow a pair.  As of now, I'm a member of the parliament, surrounded by the most influential figures in the country. Today's agenda? Tax cuts. Every working-class Indians favourite topic to cry about with morning coffee and Poha. The national go-to morning routine, after complaining about us poor politicians and constantly checking Sensex every 3 seconds. "I wish I were a cow". I thought of this at least 60 times in the past 10 minutes. They don't pay taxes, they don't cry about them either, and hell, they don't complain about politicians. All they do is chew on grass like a pro and walk the roads like they own them, and they're still respected, without doing any work.  Just as I was about to doze off into my cow fantasy, I heard something. "Now, no one with a salary up to 12L has to pay income tax". Now this was well enough for me to start grinning and bangin...