The intro to net introduced me to politics.When I started writing what most of us talk in our drawing rooms or in parks or in a social gatherings amongst yourselves with no one person agreeing with anther's view. on social and national matters only to be forgotten the very next day or even the moment , started assuming a totally different meaning .
Except for politicians can a person be strictly left, centre or right?I doubt it.We keep moving from one position to another.
It bewildered me that blogs which I felt were only a vehicle to express one's views and thoughts , could be so highly politicised!
One is either this or that.Iam definitely not.I want to express myself on what I feel on a given point of time.That is all.
Well the week has been very eventful.
First the impeachment of a judge. The judge smartly turned out stood out amidst the faded kurta clads and looked like a CEO. He argued his case very well . Then the rebuttal by the leader of the oppsn point by point on the spot itself , shows the mental calibre, poise, and intellect some of the political leaders are endowed with.The impartial analysis of the constantly expanding frontiers of corruption was truly enlightening . Leaders do their home work pretty well.
Then the tamasha at Ramlila maidan.It looked like one , but the chief player started looking increasingly pathetic and worn down by his fasting that at one point i felt mighty guilty whilst taking my food. Here was a simple old man forgoing his meals for out sake and no one seemed to be much concerned about it.It looked like as if every one was waiting for him to die ,live!A ghoulish desire that I couldn't stomach.
I know first hand how precious a life is. And how it can be lost due to selfishness, indifference and hatred.
If not for the non stop coverage by Macaulay putra's I wouldn't have seen for myself the fast detoriation of a person, a stranger just a fortnight ago and felt keenly his predicament.
Then the gracious appeal from PM and his amazing speech! It has left me speechless! He has finally found his voice ! And how! The collective appeals from the parliament shows that beneath the layers of hardened sensibilities a warm heart does tick in every politician.
I could sympathise with the anger of the regent [ but not with the bogey of communalism] delivered with a flourish in his speech [my, my the amul baby has come of age] against the team.I too felt it when they turned down the appeals of leaders with a paranoia that makes me wonder whether they , the swelling crowds aided by tv visuals are covertly abusing an elderly man for their ends. Honourable or materilistic. Whatever.
When i sat , eagerly to watch the debate in parl next I was totally dismayed by the speaker'allowing some other matter totally unconnected with the current burning issue making me wonder whether it was by design. Were the team justified in their fears? And the opposition right in their allegations doubting the sincerity of the ruling party?
The games politicians play. Is there a award for those?
Today[Sat]a blow to my plans to entertain myself with the eloquence of our netas in real time and not in the mock parli---tv cahnnels was delivered by the EB.They have thrown a spanner in the works by choosing this day to cut current exactly at 10 am till now .Hmm that is life.
PS. A word about the ex cops mimicry on the Dias.[I think she was mimicking the entire political fraternity and not any single party.]
It was top class. .Especially the part where she covers her face with a scarf. De talli! Sorry all you political folks and the prim and proper ones , I thoroughly enjoyed it and am looking forward to some more , preferably in celebration of ending the fast , soon.
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