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One Crore-Rupee Question




A question paper of the Haryana Civil Services (Judicial Branch) examination was up for sale.  The price: one crore rupees.

The issue raises a lot of questions.  First of all, how does a candidate retrieve that amount assuming that he passes the exam and gets the job?  Obviously, he will have to be utterly corrupt.  Corruption is nothing new in India and no eyebrows will be raised at the mention of it.  But when people in the judiciary become so corrupt, what justice can we expect?  The innocent will go to jail because they may not have the money to pay for justice while the criminals will reign supreme.  This is a very serious matter. 

Secondly, why should one pay one crore rupees just for a question paper?  Remember it’s not for a job that the money will have to be paid but for a question paper securing which need not ensure a job.  If a person can afford to pay such a fabulous sum for a question paper, does he really require that job?  Why not deposit that amount in a bank and live on the interest comfortably?  The interest will amount to about ₹65,000 per month which is a fabulous sum by Indian standards.  Just sit at home and enjoy a rich life without doing anything.  Anything at all.  Best of all, without corrupting the judiciary, without sending innocent people to jail, without having to pollute the Ganga further with more sins.

Thirdly, why are people willing to pay such sums?  Is it because they just need a job somehow instead of sitting idle at home and enjoy the comforts bought by the monthly interests?  Is it because people don’t know what to do with such free time afforded by their wealth?  Is it because there are people who have too much black money in spite of demonetisation and other measures such as tax reforms?

Fourthly, if the judiciary is potentially so corrupt, what can we expect from the other systems?  Are all such examinations compromised?  Have we created a country in which the wealthy are buying up all the jobs and positions?  We know that seats in medical colleges, engineering colleges and most other professional institutions are being sold to the children of the affluent who may not have secured even the basic qualifying marks.  How far has this sort of corruption corroded the systems in the country?

Is there any way we can arrest the spread of this sort of corruption so that the meritorious and the deserving get their rightful places and positions?

It is high time that the government stopped focusing on cows, yoga and other such things touted as supreme in the name of religion and culture and take serious measures to clean up the systems.

Comments

  1. Pranju chakrapaniAugust 19, 2017 at 9:16 PM

    They pay to get and then loot to pay off and loot some more to pay to get and then loot another some more to pay off thinking it is through their hard earned black money that they had to pay.

    Pay, loot, pay loot they give all the hoots to this game.

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalAugust 19, 2017 at 9:35 PM

      Precisely. It's a loot-loot system. Unfortunately the development govt is doing nothing about such things. No one can forget things like Vyapam scam and many other similar scams. The govt is spending such a lot of time and resources to promote absurd things like gau mutra. Wish they paid attention to things that matter.

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  2. Rajeev MoothedathAugust 20, 2017 at 8:12 PM

    "Have we created a country in which the wealthy are buying up all the jobs and positions?"- Some valid questions, this and the others which you have raised....

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalAugust 21, 2017 at 7:23 PM

      The current reality in the country is very pathetic in spite of all the propaganda otherwise.

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