Ready with the room heaters, hot sweaters, heavy quilts, warm and innocuous cadre was enthusiastic for the coldest winter.
I was having throe because of my exams and the country was excruciated and obsessed with a series of hurting events. Cold makes us extremely susceptible to illusions. I also had such an illusion during the gushing hours of my exam, when every student was racing to empty their ink to the maxim I was busy dreaming. Fantasizing how saffron terror has rooted the nation, and has started to stick more firmly than the Velcro on my old shoe.
Unlike media, I don’t want to politicize the saffron terror but thought, if left at its current stage of simply getting a crazy SWAMI a.k.a. aseemanand and his co-crazy workers behind the bar is little less, but a few criminals who thought Muslims are taking over India. Nothing more, nothing less – but a TULSIDAS-TALIBAN network which works on the loopholes of the Indian super computer.
When Yeddyurappa broke out even with A.Raja, Thomas etc etc … and the two oppositions were homogenized and lot of “EKTA” was shown between the bonhomie’s, I started my “ekta yatra” to flag the hypothetical “INDIAN” valley. With all possible contingencies the gory extremists with their subtle arguments proved I am not an Indian and I am in a destitute state to hoist the tricolor. Fracas and the pompous politicians broke my ekta and now Yeddyurappa, Raja and Thomas are divorced and disrupted the holy meeting in the “white clothe house” seeking a JPC.
In the midst of all this, conceit and ostentatious onion broke up with his partner Mr. Pawar that made him go public,” like my former partner sugar, onion will make you cry and pay big”. Upbeat Pawar is such a sure man even the vegetative state feels his heat even if its 0 degree outside.
I was enthusiastic enough, for enthusiasm wafts us towards our goal. Normally we allow enthusiasm to elude us when we are involved in such mundane activities.
The final bell rings, “oh holy crap!!”, what have I done with my answer sheet !!!
They were just sheets, that was just an egregious exam. But with acute annoyance I feel my country is akin to my answer sheet, it’s just that I want to use a pencil instead of a pen to ameliorate. Let me have enough money to buy an ERASER………..
JAI HIND
NMV
