Wednesday, July 30, 2008

A dilemma... a country...

I had been living in this perception that I would work my country and bla bla bla.

But in the last two weeks i have come accross some wierd events, incidents or to be honest, CALAMITIES.

The people being exploited from the 'E' in the word till the end of it to 'D'.
The tribals (bastar, kalinga, telengana etc.) have been asked and forced to vacate lands for SEZ's and other industries. Their houses being snatched... being killed... being allotted new houses which are located in unhealthy, inaccessible locations with no electricity, no water supply and no roads... exploitation at civic, economic and personal levels.
It is from these locations that naxalites are born.

The north east(nagas, mizos and other tribes), the Kashmiris,
I had always thought that their demands are baseless, as meeting them would be breaking the country.

But my recently changed mindset compared the same situation with Britain ruling over India and calling it a part of Brtain itself!

I know that agreeing to them would break our country but what country?
It can't be called a country, unless its people are happy!

We are slowly and unfortunately living in a country with no Unity but only Diversity.

A dilemma... a country called INDIA


Bangalore. Ahmedabad. when will they stop?

By 'they' I don't mean the terrorists, 'cos we know that they would never stop!

By 'they', I mean the intelligence agencies, the police... the security...the SYSTEM.

In USA, there was 9/11 and nothing after that. I london, there were the tube blasts and nothing after that. But India has been happy showing its map to the world with points (cities) being injured every three months.

Why are the intelligence agencies going careless. And if the common man thinks of asking the government about this, he is reminded of the shameful clips of the 'trust vote' scene in the parliament.
The so-called leaders, leading the world's largest democracy with bundles of notes in their hands.

And what about the common man?

FUCK 'man'...

'Ram Ram' India!

Bajju, Rajasthan. 9 pm In Bajju, every morning I wake up for chai and smile at strangers, who break their 'Being strangers' tag ...