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Mango Man in a Banana Republic!

How can one connect rotation of the earth to a whirl of thoughts that influence human beings through the media. Almost a year ago, some disruptive, cognitive and benevolent elements of the society babbled about the common man....the momentum picked up - some lauding, some criticising (snooty ones), all because they stumbled upon the commonman - the aam aadmi. Gradually we re getting aware of the 'corrupt' virus stinging our lives. How our politicians can hear the cock crow about the 'sin' called corruption. Our polity is draped in this multi-layered garment of corruption. Even 'Duryodhan' may be harrowed with his job (with due reverence to Sr Krishna and the Pandavas). 

I am wondering how much 'halo' (periphery) he (that man) would have acquired for calling the Aam Aadmi the Mango Man of a Banana Republic. Especially when a top politician is inclining towards pleasing the common man. 


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