The hidden darkness of Shinning India.
If I may ask a simple question: Define an Indian? Then I am damn sure that there would be many people who will raise their eyes, make wired faces and than move their mouse to search for my name before going through the page.
What a stupid question? Isn’t it? Even an idiot, living in India can provide a very well defined answer. Agreed! But I would still stick to it. Ok, let me modify it a little for your convenience. Who is a true Indian like-Define?
Come on! We have our answers readily available; perhaps it has been cooked, garnished and preserved like a heirloom. In addition, to keep it fresh we get to revise it frequently from time to time, on 15th August, 26th January or 2nd October.
P.S- The rule of showing patriotism or acting like a true Indian hold true only across border or at the time of any foreign particle /person /entity attack. “For the residents of India” the rule is void.
We, the 120 crores “janta” living in 28 states, 7 union territories,606 districts, speaking approximate 400 languages following 6 major religions with a few sub religion reside in India but do not strictly live for India. Janta know this, unfortunately. YES.
So, Janta do we still count on our pride as an Indian (NRI’s excluded) when we keep on reminding ourselves as an enemy in disguise to our country’s growth, in short to our own growth. I don’t at least.
More than that, I want to vociferate on handful of anti – Indians who call themselves the vanguard of the India’s eroding culture and have taken the sole responsibility of protecting it. How? By vandalizing the property and terrorizing the poor crowd. Also I am Amazed at their own they manufacture the definition of “being INDIAN”. According to this new brand of moral police the people who celebrate Valentine’s Day, or enjoy music at discotheques are equated to be Anti – INDIANS, well well its so rubbish, isn’t it. I along with many friends have celebrated Valentine’s Day or have been to pub and had couple of drinks, but I can proudly say we are more of INDIAN by heart than this moral police brigade. Their Favourite target- the vulnerable women who are dragged, stabbed, beaten, and abused both physically and verbally publicly for being characterless (according to their stupid double standards) and not following the code of conduct. WTF. Who gave them the right to satisfy their umbrage? Who gave them right in democratic country to decide how people will enjoy (that too harmlessly). Why are they too plucky to create chaos fearlessly? Whereas these so called followers of Lord Ram and Lord Shiva can audaciously stand in middle of road with their desi tharra with tilak and danda; eve teasing. Do we question? No. Instead, we set our eyes enjoying the live video footage of such nonsense harrowing incidents with utmost interest. OUR friend, media in return twist and turn it in their most serious and rigorous form, raise its temperature to boiling point, sensationalize it then leave it at the midst in the light of fresher hot news. After all TRP counts! Remember it makes us fool because it shows only what it wants to show, the truth still untouched the reality buried.
We keep on fighting petty grotesque battles with our own compatriots just for the sake of creating a gang of pseudo supporters for our selfish motive. Do we really gain anything except a bit of the ephemeral psychological win? Check your own conscience and the answer is “A big NO”. Right? On contrary, we have been paying hefty price regardless of the fact that by this we fell on our face and start the miles long journey again from the scratch. Nevertheless, we are too adamant to accept the truth. YOU win or I win its WE who loose together – Always. Let it be in name of religion, region, culture, or language. The bloodstain is everywhere. Mother India, are you crying? Who cares! Let me remind you that the bloodshed on the warfront is only justified when the ties across the country are strong and the people belong to the country and not to bits and parts. All heart tune to just one beat- INDIA.
I am sadly sad to say this but if India with all diversities in religion(cricket-mini religion), language, culture, sub culture, caste, sub caste, creed, region, colour (everything of which we proudly brag around in a foreign country) is mixed and made into a cocktail, I am sure the drink would not give any good or sweet but ONLY a bitter taste with no fragrance of “Incredible India”. Pardon me but that is truly true and I am obviously angry on it. We voluntarily bow to another country’s commandments the day we step at the airport but totally delete that sense when we are back. There, we don’t even cough without covering our mouth and HERE we throw a sack full of rotten garbage right in the middle of road. If questioned the absurd answer is same everywhere. “ Pahle se ganda hi hai, tumhe problem hai to tumhi saaf kardo”. There, we pay all taxes fully much before the deadline but here we prepare strategies to save OUR money (sorry hard earned). Dare we break or question them but HERE we are ready with our arguments because we have almost forgotten that we live in a country, we have forgotten the essence of word-OUR. We are ready to “embrace” a new different system but “embarrass” our own. We are proud Indians but only outside our country! Give me one genuine reason why should not I be sad at this and I would succumb.
Get up in the morning and start the day with one or other disheartening issues, which flames the angrier side of me. Be it the rout at gruesome accident stopped for a refreshment break and vamoose for the routine. Be it the murder of senior citizen where no neighbour came for timely help because they were too busy to hear the old couple’s plea. Be it a mendicant small kid at the traffic signal, looking at whose pitiable condition we silently say,”kash main kuch kar pata,” only to forget the next moment. And this holds true for all, be it “chotu” by whose hand all WE revolutionist class of people receive OUR morning tea OR let it be the rowdy behaviour with the women by so called educated professional males in the workplace, If anyone complaint’s even the police say, “who ask you to go and work at night!” Damn. We worship matarani with full gusto but while looking at women we have an evil eye. The newspaper is flowing with shameful rapes, fawning female foeticide, pathetic sex ratio, surprising student’s suicide, miserable child labor, doleful dowry cases and irritating minor girls trafficking. We have not even spared holy Ganges and have literally converted it into a big garbage can and then we dip into it shamelessly asking her forgiveness for our sin. Will she? We are helpless (we strongly feel so) and as usual we are ready with our answer, “saala pura system hi kharab hai, sab ek jaise.” However, we forget we are very much a part of the system and we need to do our share of chores. Do we even heed to our duties, 1%? – No. Have we questioned our self?-NEVER.
Leave the above “reality shows” and there is something that is creating its fear virtually but effectively, the ridiculous menace of social websites. Insane but a good way out to vomit your frustration of rejection or avenge the insult. Psychotics have found the easiest way to flaunt their dangerous ability to harass (punish according to them) and “repay” the person from “friends list” or general strangers to revenge the insult that should be ignored and forgotten. Just because it does not require much effort, these people reach at a click away and skedaddle is too easy until found, complaint and looked upon. Women and children are the favourite sensitive ones who are bullied largely; the obnoxious treatment is on rise and we are in illusion, “come on its for OTHERS will not affect US.”. Now can I rename it as Anti Social Website? Why not?. The hypocrites who shy away from talking about sex in public in name of “Bharatiya sanskriti & saram haya” shun all shames in the dark showing their brutal side. F*** Where does he sell off his conscience when ferociously post the photo shopped obscure pictures or make the MMS clip which in turn is shared by half the city religiously. Why can’t others complain and boycott such malicious deed. If demand cease so does the supply. However, why should they? Because its not our sister, mother, wife. We forgot that disrespect to one is disrespect to all. Still go on killing the women’s dignity, drilling her emotionally, and psychologically. Tell me are we not responsible? Think.
So, is there any field where we are no.1 Yes here it is. In June 2006 in the survey of “The Polite Countries of the world”, we (Mumbai) bagged the award for being the No. 1 but only from the last! Phew! At least here, the rank matters. Let it be tourists, elderly person, vendor, autowallah, or anyone other than we know, are all our enemies. We feel anyone who approaches us with an innocuous question is a die-hard criminal and if we talk politely for few milliseconds, it would directly divide our dignity to half. We are too skeptical. We break traffic rules and argue with the dutiful cops. We try to negotiate, unfortunately, we get it too. Then how on this earth have we any rights to blame anyone but “WE” for corruption. We happily pass this and many more crookedness to our kids too, creating a clone of ourselves that we aggressively wish them to follow. Alas!
Well, The “Sone ki Chidiya(The Golden Bird) is now “The Sleeping bird”. We have drugged her and made her kumbhkaran. It’s High time to get rid of the attitude of, “Sab chalta hai” and come in sense of Pro country, pro people and pro progress.
We-the people are the backbone. We have the full right to question our “servants & representatives” and not to get rid off with our sleeping minds. Can’t we just be The People of republic India and follow the religion “India” first? Do not forget “By the People”. Take one card out from middle of the pile of cards and everything fall to dead. Exactly! In that sense each one of us are that one card. We are not powerful until you use power within us. The fire in us can burn nothing, not even our passion until we use it. I we believe: We have the sense; we are not just mindless big crowd; we are not the lost world, BUT we are the biggest democracy. And then just one more thing is required (I am not telling to go on warfront) and that us the guts to say “No”, say NO to the bribery, corruption, immorality, unethical, injustice, and above all to our beastly greed. Be very much a part of system, instead of choking the line at the basic, push it for the better, and condemn the wrongdoing and doers. Why wait to “wake up” until it directly affects us then to end that virus at the budding stage. Don’t adumbrate, evoke and elicit for a new beginning. In the land of Gandhi, Ram, Krishna, Buddha and Mahaveer, none taught us to suppress our conscience instead; they taught us the way to renaissance. Right! For us the path is far easier if we ourselves put into the small action. After all, it’s drop by drop the whole sea is filled. We are the drop and the beautiful tomorrow is impeccably in our own hands. And lastly we need to pledge to not be the herd directed by someone, Not let few lunatics define us and our Being INDIAN. Lets we be a Proud INDIA and importantly lets give our motherland “INDIA” a chance to feel proud because of us, We young passionate and patriotic PROUD INDIANS.