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Tyranny of the Majority


“Whenever you find yourself on the side of the majority, it is time to pause and reflect,” said Mark Twain.  Some members of the ruling BJP seem to have become so intoxicated with power that they are ranting and raving like people bereft of their sense.  It is time for them to pause and reflect.  And it is time for the Prime Minister to pause his reflection.

A few days ago, Sakshi Maharaj advised the Hindu women of India to have four children each.  Now the Shankaracharya of Badrikashram orders the Hindu women to have ten children each.  Of course, the women aren’t so foolish as to take such exhortations to heart.  So nothing will change.  Yet it is worth asking the question: What motivates the Maharaj and the Acharya (supposedly wise people) to make such statements? 

Do they think that the population of India is skewed against the Hindus?  Below are two diagrams that illustrate the population of people belonging to different religions, according to the 2011 Census of India.  In diagram 1, the Sikhs, Buddhists and Jains are shown separately and in diagram 2 they are added along with the Hindus since the Hindus in India consider them as extensions of their own religion. 

Diagram 1

Diagram 2

The Hindus form the vast majority of the population in the country.  What cause do they have for fear from the minority?  The sheer sizes of the populations should be enough to embolden the majority community in the country.

What is the motive of the Maharaj and the Acharya?  Do they want to eliminate the minority communities from the country?  Is it necessary to burden the planet with more of the dangerous species called human beings for that?  With the present strength, can’t the Hindus in India eliminate the minority communities?  Aren’t the military forces, paramilitary forces, police forces and political forces all with the majority community?  Can’t they use those forces and eliminate the minority communities without burdening the women with a lifetime of pregnancies?

The leaders of RSS continue to demand a Hindu Rashtra.  Even two days back Mohan Bhagwat made Rabindranath Tagore squirm in his tomb by using the latter’s words for advocating a Hindu Rashtra.  On the day of Mahatma Gandhi’s martyrdom, the Hindu Mahasabha is planning to erect a temple with the Mahatma’s killer as the presiding deity! 

What is happening to the country called India?

Who are the BJP, the RSS and other such organisations trying to hoodwink?  And for what?  I think the nation deserves an answer from the Prime Minister.  He cannot afford to emulate the former PM whose maun was the butt of Mr Modi’s endless ridicule.

Comments

  1. Yes - the nation wants to know...

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    1. Thanks for the endorsement, Kalpanaa. Our leaders must know that we are all not as gullible and credulous as they seem to think.

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  2. Very rightly said Sir! Brilliant post! Wish good sense prevails n jobs,education for all communities esp. Minorities can spread so dat our population comes into balance!

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    1. No, Amrita, it's not about demographic balance. Those days are gone when the number was a strength. Now ideas and thinking should be the strength.

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  3. Questions very well placed in post.

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  4. It is not the number but the strength of the community that should matter. How "major" is the "terrorist" community? Not bigger than Hindus, Muslims etc all of them put together. Yet, they can strike a blow and shake all the communities of the world.

    Sadly, today, quantity is more important than quality. And life is so superficial.

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    1. Of course, the quality should matter. But our Babas and Bhabhies don't seem to know that.

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