"Because we are a democracy, of course," I had to say.
"Yes, but so many of them? With so much of misleading misrepresentation of truth?"
"You can call them lies, I have no problem with the truth," I told her.
"But the real issues get side-tracked, don't you think?"
"Not really, the bullet train is still on track," I told her.
"Hope that's not the SILVER BULLET, the end of the story," she replied. I could sense some sarcasm.
"No, of course not. We have Vikas."
"Who's he?" she was curious, having known some names of my human friends.
"Well, it's not a 'he'. It's a word for development, in Hindi."
"Oh, you mean the stuff that's happening ever so slowly since the British left you to your own devices?"
I was amazed at her knowledge of history AND electoral rhetoric.
"And how are all the bans doing?" she persisted. And I started counting them...I promised her an update on her next visit, along with the election results, and went back to sleep.