It’s understandable though why there is so much pushback against serious—political, if you may—comedy. Consider for example a recent video of a doctor, somewhere in Haryana, drinking cow urine, or a bunch of men dabbing cow dung over their bodies to keep away the coronavirus. Those visuals are offensive to any rational mind, but to a comic this is material. When a comic tells this story, the rational mind would love it but the said doctor and the said bunch of men would want to shut the comic down. As it turns out, the likes of this doctor, these men and the above-mentioned mathematics teacher find their shenanigans legitimised by a deceitful web of power, religion, inferiority complex, corruption, hatred and generous helping of fake news. And they don’t like the mirror a comic shows them. But frankly speaking their efforts in muzzling a comic’s voice are futile. A good comic is a cheeky bugger. She finds a way and language to still do what she does. In that sense, stand-up comedy is an act of subversion, an act of dissent. Like water it will find a way. A scared State can try and crush all dissent, but it cannot succeed. The State can use usual scare tactics on activists, students, teachers, farmers but they don’t have a blueprint of how to deal with a comic. Satire produced in Pakistan, for example, during the Zia era is not just hilarious, it is sharp, biting and extremely progressive. Even the notorious Zia did not have a blueprint to deal with humour. I am no expert on satire or comedy but I know one thing for sure. The more difficult the times, the sharper the humour it produces.