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Copyright for the above: The Hindu

 Just analyse the above statistics.

Statistics is like the bikini.  Conceals more than reveals.

Forget that old saying.

Naya Chanakya says: manipulate the bikini.  Make it look like promising the paradise.


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  1. Renard MoreauDecember 9, 2013 at 11:09 PM

    [ Laughs ] That is an interesting way of looking at it!

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalDecember 10, 2013 at 9:17 AM

      The post was an interior monologue, Renard. I put it up here on an impulse.

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  2. desi TravelerDecember 10, 2013 at 12:50 AM

    :) Cool.....still laughing...

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalDecember 10, 2013 at 9:18 AM

      Glad I could make you laugh, Prasad. But our pollsters must be making you laugh more.

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  3. Anil KrishnanunniDecember 10, 2013 at 1:23 AM

    :D

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  4. UnknownDecember 10, 2013 at 1:24 PM

    Make it look like promising the paradise.....amazing way of looking at it. Statistics,media and politics go hand in hand. What is revealed to us is the adulterated version of the actual statistics and then we have to put up with debates about those statistics and then also how great a leader Mr. Rahul Gandhi is.

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalDecember 10, 2013 at 3:36 PM

      Most statistics are manipulated in one way or another, it seems, Athena. Each pollster must be supporting one party or another, and make convenient predictions.

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  5. ManiparnaDecember 10, 2013 at 1:54 PM

    :-D :-D..

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalDecember 10, 2013 at 3:36 PM

      Happy to have entertained you, Maniparna. In fact, much of Indian politics is a good entertainer.

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  6. NikhilDecember 10, 2013 at 1:57 PM

    Now that's an interesting way to look at it.
    Maybe I second your perception. :)

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalDecember 10, 2013 at 3:37 PM

      We can console ourselves when we learn to see the funny side, isn't it, Nikhil?

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    2. NikhilDecember 10, 2013 at 4:38 PM

      True that Sir!
      That's the best we can do at times.

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  7. SidDecember 10, 2013 at 3:21 PM

    Good to know you have a raunchy side as well! :)

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  8. flame93December 10, 2013 at 7:22 PM

    FREE Numerology Report

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  9. Words KraftDecember 10, 2013 at 9:03 PM

    That's interesting and funny...And yes as you mentioned...Indian Politics is quite an entertainer...

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  10. A Homemaker's UtopiaDecember 10, 2013 at 9:37 PM

    ha ha :-))

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  11. SangrywordsDecember 11, 2013 at 1:17 PM

    I love the Naya Chanakya's take - promising paradise :D

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  12. ArjunaUbachaDecember 11, 2013 at 8:23 PM

    Well the way we use statistics is like a drunken man using a lamp post, for support rather than illumination. With so many opinion polls sprouting up, with unknown backers, I guess it is a case of politicians using these statistics for support. Hence the wild variation.
    Cheers,
    Sabyasachi

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalDecember 11, 2013 at 8:59 PM

      Loved your comparison to the lamp post and drunkard.

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  13. Bushra MuzaffarDecember 12, 2013 at 6:05 PM

    Brilliant Naya Chanakya..hehe

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