Capital City
The second fortnight of January
was wrought with many developments, the most striking being the suspense of
picking the right candidates for Delhi elections by the political parties. We
seem to have a respectable lot but propaganda rings through every Delhiite’s
mind whether any candidate can ever deliver. After all, quite well known
outside Delhi that Delhi is a land of ‘thugs’ but now we can hopefully lay that
to rest. Two Magsaysay awardees do make us feel proud.
In the midst of all this we are
also on guard for the Republic Day to be witnessed by no less a guest, a world
leader, the US president. Of course do not fret over the fact that the
President cannot sit with a national leader for more than twenty minutes - the
protocol says so. The lax Indian will manipulate but will not let down
President Obama.
Literature
Coming to the world of
literature, very reluctantly the cream of
Delhi’s elite literary crowd, kept whispering about the Tamil (was in ‘purdah’
but now in the doldrums) novelist---- was acknowledgeable ? They could go on
and on during Litfests about Salman Rushdie, Taslima Nasreen, V.S. Naipaul but
not Perumal Murugan….? Though a few reading sessions from the book ‘nondescript’
- I mean the sessions - did take place. Wonder
how many know or would quizzically look at the fact that a D.H. Lawrence novel
has been banned in American Universities. Do we know the Kongu region or an
upscale City Club? Both are on the same pedestal? Huh!? Disgust!
Dead & left to disintegrate ?
Another piece of news that
baffled every Indian in the north was about a pile of half-cremated corpses
floating and flowing down the Ganga. This firstly needs purification of
thoughts. Today a muddled mind soiled with killing, terror and sex leads us
nowhere to seek redress, coupled with pathetic addressing from the
administration.
Many an incident to name and begs
for attention. The only way to tug at the conscience is to act right and firm
and show zero tolerance to wayward behavior. Stab your ego and for once live
like a human.
Obama’s SOTU address precedes
Davos meet
The American SOTU address, an annual routine speech that reflects the President's mental framework for law makers and that he will not flinch from his duties thus demanding loyalty.
The American SOTU address, an annual routine speech that reflects the President's mental framework for law makers and that he will not flinch from his duties thus demanding loyalty.
When the US contributes one-third
of its resources to the world economy why worry about the superior status it
enjoys at the world summit? Those passing statements on saving the green
economy or stalling terror with arms disbursal, taxing the rich to narrow
deficit, the EU making a poor show at the summit etc. add up more woes to the Asian nations. Global
warming and erratic climate changes, political problems relating to a
staggering economy, terror attacks that are kept muffled heightens the crime
rate within Asian nations are hardly noticed by the so-called moneyed heavy-weights.
OMG six lines for Obama?
Those irking ads on the cell...can make you deaf
Are you annoyed with those
terrible ads you get on your mobile? Never mind you have to live with it. From
Real estate to Spas all in a row, these are ok but the most annoying ones are
from travel agents who want me to visit Dubai, Singapore, Europe and the
Andamans… all four unlikely, that too during the Republic Day weekend , how
unpatriotic! Do I look like a trouble-maker or am I bitten by the travel bug.
A friend suggested that I should
insert a DND request to the mobile company….What? What happens to all those
alerts from banks that keep reminding me that ' bank loans will keep you afloat' , those insurance firms who keep nudging you every six months. I feel elated then
that I am considered precious. Of late some disease naming doctor keeps
bothering me to know if I am healthy, Oh yes, thank you! A terrible bouncer
from a supermarket advertising to shop
at midnight for 50% discount- for what? Shopping? Yeah I may need a walking
stick to walk around at midnight. Height of imagination or the supermarket
people think I am suffering from insomnia. No, my sleep schedule is alright.
Tomorrow is another day….but if
somebody cares two hoots for you, you should care four. Watch this space for
more spice about politics and its serpentine path.
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