Saturday, September 15, 2007

Divine Interventions

That day, I came to a conclusion: men look ugly when they cry. This has got nothing to do with male chauvinism. I was watching TV, a news channel to be precise. A man was shown weeping. He was claiming injustice, in between, when he was not weeping. But his expectation for justice was strange: "Give me one opportunity to talk to Sonia Ji, I know I will get justice". Under such circumstances, if I noticed just his weeping and came to that humble conclusion, then I would really be naive. There was much in between the lines… Who is the centre of ultimate power in India? Where do all bucks stop? Which is the embodiment of final verdict? Supreme Court? Parliament? Prime Minister? I won't say President. Any answers? I think you guessed it right; and another conclusion: Even crying men have stuff in their head.

I have read Godfather and also watched its bollywood version Sarkar. In the perfect mafia state, nothing is as it looks on the surface. Government runs, parliament debates and makes laws, courts give verdict, but the one who "takes decisions" is the Godfather! Are not we close to this situation?

Remember who one fine morning decided to reduce the petrol prices by 2 rupees last year? That is a very small example. Today, from the making travel plans of PM, to evaluating CMs, everything is decided by one person. What ever the decision the Governors take in their respective states are guided by one person. Examples: governments formation/debacles in Bihar, Jharkhand and Kerala. Now, no one wonders when that Quattrochi moves out free and CBI can't find proof against the likes of Sibu Soren and Lalu Yadav. It is more than visible that the power centre doesn't lie either in the Prime Minister's house, or around the Rastrapati Bhawan. It lies at the whims and fancy of only one person and the point is: that person was never authorized to take decisions by the citizens of India!

Within the party, those who have her blessings, will continue to ruin the nation by sleeping on their ministerial seats till they get a nature's call (heaven's call.. oops, it should be hell's call to be honest). The loyal guards of the family may do a thousand mistakes, but will continue to call the shots. And those who don't obey will go into oblivion.

Within the nation, whatever happens is with permission of one person. And you can bend a mountain but can't make that one person agree. People blame a week opposition for the present state of affairs; but as a matter of fact, the power centre is so meanly hard-headed that it is nearly impossible to get your point across. At the beginning of UPA's term, the NDA was, most of the time, boycotting the parliament sessions. There was hardly any other way! They won't listen! You keep shouting for hours, and the ministers will wake up at the end of the session and say "thank you" and go away! It has never been an equal game for ruling party and the opposition in India. This may not be dictatorship; this may not be mafia raaz, but I am sure about one thing: this is not the Indian democracy.

When those representing government made a mistake of blaspheming, everyone looked at one person. Tomorrow, if PM is to announce a relief package, the media persons will flock around her house, to confirm the figures. The day after, if there will be any matter of national importance, "she" will be the decision maker. She is the ultimate power: the divine intervener. Even the TIME magazine knows this, which is why they put her among world's most powerful women. How long will we take to realise this? But one thing, if we realise our true and unfortunate condition, men, please don't cry

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