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As a Member of Parliament (1990–1994), I used to donate one third of my salary to support social institutions and people in distress (with the request that this not be publicized).
I say this because of an analogy that has been stuck in my mind these days—sadly and painfully.
Once, back then, I visited a facility that cared for mentally ill human beings—traditionally, yet heartlessly, referred to as a madhouse.
I noticed a patient standing in the middle of a large room, making faces, reciting something, gesturing, hopping, jogging in place, crouching.



