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Democracy wins in Delhi


The victory of Mr Arvind Kejriwal and his party in Delhi shows that democracy is not only vibrant in India but also is politically aware and socially responsible.  The people of Delhi rejected Mr Narendra Modi and his kind of politics which benefit only the rich and the powerful or a particular religious community.  A peon in my school told me on the day of the election, “Don’t vote for Modi’s party.”  I asked why.  “It’s the party of people like the Ambanis and the Tatas,” he said.  “Mukesh Ambani bought 4 TV channels after NaMo became the PM.”  He named the channels to me.  He knew that Mr Mukesh Ambani virtually owned 27 TV channels in India.  The Delhi Assembly election shows that Indians are able to see through the colourful masks worn by their leaders.   

Mr Modi’s personalised Republic Day suit which reportedly cost Rs10 lakh and other similarly blatant displays of puerile narcissism must have grated on the nerves of a nation which has thousands of people who die of cold and hunger on the streets every year.  The Modi government did practically nothing to alleviate poverty in the country.  Rather he was keen to promote the interests of rich industrialists.  His bhashans on eradication of corruption began to ring hollow.  Swachh Bharat turned into a mirage after the initial euphoria and drama.

Majoritarianism need not be a good electoral technique when the whole world has gone far beyond such narrow thinking and considerations.  People of all kinds of religious faith and racial backgrounds have learnt to live together in most parts of the world.  It is not only a regressive step but a foolish one too to assert that India belongs to only those who believe in one religion.  True, Mr Modi didn’t make such statements.  But his culpability lies in not restraining his friends and supporters who kept on pushing extremely divisive agendas in the country.  When Christian churches were attacked one after the other in Delhi itself, Mr Modi refused to utter even a word about it.  None of the people belonging to minority communities would have felt secure under Mr Modi’s leadership.

Mr Modi’s development schemes did not reach most people.  His promises on things like bringing back the black money now sound absolutely hollow.  His party’s surreptitious move to erase secularism and socialism from the country’s Constitution did not go down well with many Indians.  The RSS and similar organs associated with the PM and his party corroded the PM’s credentials with their relentless hate speeches.

There were too many moments or occasions when Modi let out the impression that he thought of Indians as gullible fools who could be electrified with the magic of rhetoric. 


Frankly, I had not expected such a resounding victory for Mr Kejriwal though I had declared my support to his party openly.  Frankly, Mr Modi’s defeat (I see it that way) exhilarates me more than Mr Kejriwal’s victory.  It is not so much because my dislike of Modi is irrepressible as because I realise that Indians can’t be hoodwinked with silly sentiments dug up from the tombs of the long dead past. 

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  1. Is this the END of the so called 'Modi wave' and the beginning of the common man's 'AAP wave'?

    All the voters are no more donkeys as they were earlier considered by some...!

    http://popular-opinion.blogspot.in/2015/02/aap-grabs-historic-landslide-victory-in.html

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    1. It does mean a lot in india's political history. BJP's very ideology is under question. People can't be fooled with religion any more.

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  2. In an earlier post brimming with satire you had not given much of a chance to AAP.Anyway, balance is most essential in life.The win of AAP augers well for Delhi & the country!

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    1. I voted for AAP and had declared my choice openly. But I had not expected the present outcome.

      Satire has no balance. Satire is effective use of exaggeratio .

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  3. Delhi deserves to be a world class city..

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    1. True. Much has to be done. The people of Delhi will cooperate if the leaders can show the way.

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    2. True. Much has to be done. The people of Delhi will cooperate if the leaders can show the way.

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  4. I am happy to see this. I believe this marks the beginning of a positive change throughout our nation.

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    1. Politics is always highly unpredictable, Namrata. Yet I too tend to see AK's unusual victory as a sign of meaningful change - from the personality cult of NaMo to the welfare of the real aam aadmi on the streets.

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  5. I'd thought AAP would win, but no one could have predicted a victory of this magnitude. It is indeed a victory of the people of Delhi, and Democracy.

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    1. Yes, Kiran, I too appreciate Delhiites for the way they voted. They revealed much understanding, unusual in Indian politics.

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  6. Gr8 post Sir! Reasons y BJP lost is their vicious negative campaign against Kejriwal, Bedi joinin party just days before elections(thus making clear her opportunism, insincerity 2wards Delhi voters which they saw through), too mch internal strife within Delhi BJP & then der r conspiracy theories nw that BJP wanted 2 lose & hence didn't unleash all its volunteers 2 wrk as hard...imagine Bedi losing from her own seat!!

    Overall democracy has won. Hope AAP is more responsible this time around. Jai Hind!

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    1. AAP can't afford to be immature any more, Amrita. Otherwise it will be their funeral. I'm pretty sure the party is going to deliver this time. Even the last time in the 49 days in power they delivered more than what BJP has done in 9 months :)

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  7. Aam Aadmi preferred Rs 100 ka muffler over 10 lakh ka suit...Modi wave vanished in front of Muffler Tsunami...this is the win for Indian Democracy.

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    1. Yes, the Delhiites have shown that Indians can't be hoodwinked with glitter and rhetoric.

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