"What are you doing?" I asked my niece, who is six years of age, as she took a five hundred rupee note from me and dipped it in black paint.
"Making black money!" she said proudly as she laid it next to other currency around the same denominations. "Once I make enough black money, I will automatically be able to go to Switzerland and bank it. Then immediately our Prime Minister will go there and bring the black money back, and my name will be in all the newspapers!"
"Who told you this, sweetie?"
"Read the newspapers uncle!" replied my niece exparately, "Do you read newspapers?"
"I occasionally write for them!" I told her calmly.
"Then, will you please tell Modi Ji that I am making black money for him?" asked my niece innocently. "I am sure he will be happy to know once you tell him!"
I looked into her little eyes, while the black paint on the currency notes was being dried, "Why would Modi Ji be happy?", I asked.
"Because with Supreme Court asking him for the full list of people having black money in India, he may find that most of his friends also have stashed money in Switzerland and so he needs an escape route!"
"And the escape route is?"
My niece smiled at me expectantly, pulled me by my hand and took me to balcony, where all of her friends were dipping currency notes into black paint.
"Look at the black money we are producing!" she said proudly.
"That's quite a lot!", I said looking at the fluttering notes getting dried of wet paint in the wind.
"And uncle . . ."
"Yes?"
"We think Modi Ji will become one of the most popular Prime Ministers in India!"
"Because he is unearthing the Swiss black money?" I asked
"No, because he will soon show that by default every Indian has black money!"
"Even sweet little girls like you too?" I whispered.
"Even you uncle! Even Modi JI and his party men", she said with utmost confidence of a little girl, "Didn't all your clever black coat friends, saw to it that you paid the least amount of income tax last year?"
I quickly came to my room and realised that every Indian has black money, and only some had it stashed in Switzerland!
From the window of my room, I watched my niece and her friends drying their black currency notes, to save Prime Minister Narendra Modi from embarrassment..!