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Kiran Bedi has made the right choice



Dr Kiran Bedi has finally landed in the Emperor’s camp and that was expected.  It was clear from the days of India Against Corruption that her ultimate goal was political power.  When she understood that Arvind Kejriwal was not the kind who could sway the masses as effectively as Narendra Modi, she made the right choice.  Who can blame her?  Why blame at all?

Was Kiran Bedi an epitome of moral values and any kind of principles at any time?  Yes, as a police officer she did make significant contributions particularly towards making the prison system in India more effective and productive.  She was a good police officer. 

Was she above blame?  In 1992 she got her daughter admission for MBBS course in Delhi’s Hardinge College by manipulating the quota for the tribal students of the North-east.  Ms Bedi (not Dr at that time) offered many justifications for her act but nobody who knew the facts would have bought her explanations.

Later her NGO came under the scanner for manipulating the flight charges of some of her hosts for monetary gains.  Once again she offered explanations which were absolutely spurious.  

In fact, politics cannot afford to have moral values and principles.  Dr Bedi has chosen the right profession.  And the right party, because she will be a winner.  AAP could not have been quite the right party for her.  I wish her all the best.


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  1. Now , its her turn to show her administrative capabilities

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  2. I think she could not hide anymore her thirst for power.

    In my opinion this decision has damaged the image which was created in the minds of hundreds of AAM AADMIS in India.

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    1. She was not hiding it anyway, she was just waiting for the right opportunity.

      No, the decision has not damaged anything. Those who know her also know that her image is mostly fabricated.

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  3. Wishing her all the best and prove her mettle.... once again..

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    1. Of course, she will prove it. Flip flop comes to her quite easily from the days of IAC

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  4. It is one,s own right .Why do you so bothering

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  5. Welcme move by her. Wish to see her as CM, Delhi.

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    1. Yes and Delhi will be the richer. Later there will be two equally efficient contenders for the PM's chair.

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  6. Even when she was a serving officer, she cocked a snook at the faceless character of government service and indulged in self projection. This foray into politics is but a natural progression.

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    1. Aditi, I'm also suggesting that Dr Bedi is a blatant opportunist and has no principles. But she may be a good administrator. Such ironies are not new to us, Indians.

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  7. Well My thoughts differ when she was a officer she DID do good work, and in our nation one needs to have power to do some good work. I am not sure if i can hold her using her resources to get her daughter admission, WE all do that , AS long as she goes into office and then WORKS for the GOOD of the people, even if it is a LITTLE good I have no qualms voting for her.

    The problem in our nation is that leaders and politicians come to power and then start to fill up their own coffers for the five years without doing anything for the nation or the people living in the nation THAT IN MY EYES is bad ..

    regarding corruption etc that has made way in OUR DNA sir , little hard to take out now

    Bikram's

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    1. I accept your view, Bikram. I have to pragmatic. One cannot have the best of everything, particularly in politics. That is precisely why my attitude to Dr Bedi is ambivalent. I wish such ambivalence was not required. I wish people like Dr Bedi were a little more principled, a little less hypocritical.

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    2. well sir.. POLITICIAN how can we expect them to be less hypocrates .. the other word for politician is hypocrates :)

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