IDIOTS or JUST PLAIN HOPELESS?

The dumb and the dumbers

Samosa, chutney, Samsung mobiles, black leather purse- these are just a few of the long list of items that are meant to help the people in distress. Yes, you no longer need traits like honesty, hard work and confidence to fight the problems. You no longer need the belief in god and his strange ways to overcome the grief and sorrow that has hit you hard. You no longer need medicines and a good doctor to cure the disease that has been plaguing you or your near and dear ones. No, you do not.
Confused? Thinking why?

Well apparently because, India has suddenly become a swarg, a Valhalla, a mount Olympus sort of place where gods are descending in droves to take care of their poor followers.
Great, isn’t it?

But here is the catch. In today’s materialistic society, even gods have turned capitalist. Now you will not be saved just because you need to be. Help comes at a price too. You need to shelve out atrocious charges just to see your gods, solutions to your problems cost extra.

Welcome to the world of Nirmal baba & Radhey maa.
Born normal, fed normal and grown normal, they lived a normal life until one day their inner gods were awakened by some sort of unexplainable phenomenon. And lo and behold, began the business of help. One morning they were nothing, just another face in the crowd and BANG!! The next you know their faces were all over the world media.

Why? Because people apparently are so desperate and idiotic at the same time, that if someone were to tell them that the only solution to their problem was to donate all their property to the trust of a said god, they will happily do so. And it is not just the poor and middle class who fall prey to them. Even so called celebrities, the upper echelon of the society bow down in front of them (though I can understand their fascination for Radhey maa, she comes with makeup and all and dances around with her disciples but Nirmaljeet sure is no Hercules). People are so fooled by them that they do not even bother to think about the modus operandi of these ‘gods’.

Let us see. Nirmal baba books an air conditioned auditorium, charges 2000 Indian rupees as entry pass, arrives in a luxury car, walks over a carpet, sits on a throne(a lavish one) and speaks whatever the hell he wants to. And people go all teary eyed and choke as they listen to him blabber like an idiot.

Radhey maa, on the other hand, is an interesting one. All she does is dance and dance, while his followers take turns lifting her up in their embrace. Wait, am I talking about a so called incarnation of Durgaa maa? ‘Cause it sure looks like I am talking about some cheap dance bar, like they show in movies. Yes, she actually does that and even celebs throng to her cheap show to get her blessings. (Where the hell is bajrang sena and vishwa Hindu parishad now? Are their culture policing restricted only to 14^th Feb?).

These 2 are just the tip of an iceberg and definitely the sleaziest ones in the market. There are many more who claim to have forsaken all the materialistic pleasures, claim to have gods on hotline, some even claiming to be gods themselves.
Aasaram bapu, Narayan sai, mata jasjeet, mata amritanandmayi, the list is just endless.
But the big question that comes to mind is ‘WHY?’ Why are these people so successful? Why are masses still falling in their trap?
And the more I think, the more I observe people, the more I listen to them in real and on TV(excluding dolly bindra because trust me she is a publicity seeker.), the more I read about them in newspapers there is one and only one explanation. Only one inference I can come to and that is ‘we are sick’.
Yes we Indians are mentally sick, we are depressed and disappointed. We have no hopes and no way out of the situation we are in. all the stories of growth and GDP mean zilch to us because we are degrading. As a country we are failing. There is so much corruption, crime, exploitation around that we cling on to any straw that we think can keep us from drowning, only problem is what we perceive as a straw is a ruse. It is an iron weight about to drown; we cling to it and go down with it, deeper and deeper. We have lost all hopes in seeing the glorious past, we all read in history books about, getting resurrected. We know deep within that we are doomed and we are now just going through motions of life like dead men walking. No, we Indians are not idiots, au contraire, we are exact opposites. It’s just that we have lost hope. Hope in all things good.
HOPE IN HOPE ITSELF.

Manmohan Singh- honest or the best con man ever??

Dr. Manmohan Singh.

Prime minister of Indian republic.

An honest man but a weak politician.

This is how everyone describes this man barring the slave minded ignoramuses in the INDIAN NATIONAL CONGRESS. Even those who criticize him for being the lamest prime minister ever in the history of independent India swear by his honesty. Anna hazare, the man spearheading the campaign against corruption too acknowledges the honesty of this man. But is he?

Is Manmohan Singh really what he is portrayed as? Is he really an honest yet gutless man, watching his colleagues indulge in exploitation of this country and keeping mum, all the while staying away from indulging in the corruption himself?

OR

Is he something else? A conniving smart game player who worked hard to get his image up and running, waiting for that perfect opportunity to unleash his inner demons?  A cunning politician who knew that one day his sparkling image will get him the high office where he can exercise his deepest darkest desires and leave this country in a hell?

No matter what he is but he sure has been smart enough to maintain his image all the while being surrounded by filth. No matter what he is but he sure has been ‘A DISAPPOINTMENT’ to all like me who idolized him when we were young. He had been an example to us, a beacon of hope that honesty still can survive the treacherous, worm infested waters of Indian politics.

But today, he is no more than a failure. An example to the coming generations, of what not to become.  He is the greatest curse to the freedom we all cherish.

He is the NERO of Indian politics as he watches the country burn, while he sits in his chair perfecting his expressionless face.

HE WATCHES WHILE WE BURN!!