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Yet another pipedream




Prime Minister Modi’s demand from his ministers that they should not wallow in luxury, instead should focus on delivery and implementation of schemes is as welcome as his promises like Swachh Bharat, eradication of corruption, elimination of poverty, depositing ₹15 lakh in every Indian’s bank account by bringing back all the black money from abroad, and so on.  Will this latest demand make any difference to India?  The other promises have made no difference whatever so far.

A lot of money is collected in the name of Swachh Bharat cess and Bharat has remained as filthy as it ever was.  Thousands of crores of rupees accrued by way of the cess.  What happened to all that money?  At least some people could have got jobs if they were employed to clean up the filth using those funds. 

When it comes to corruption, PM Modi’s BJP stands one notch above all the other parties in India.  There are more cases of corruption against BJP people than against those of any other party.  In Kerala where I live the BJP leaders have been accused of historical corruption charges especially because BJP does not even have foothold in the state. Even before the party could win more than a seat electorally in the state, the party members have started amassing wealth.

The poor are being eliminated through strategic measures such as what happened in Yogi’s UP recently with the children. That is BJP style eradication of poverty.   Eliminate the poor and poverty will automatically be eradicated.  After Narendra Modi came to power, the unemployment rates in the country have risen skyhigh.  No one bothers.  Because those who can bother have been bought off.  Bharat has become a country of buying and selling.  You and I are just commodities in the cow kingdom.

Black money! Don’t even mention the ₹15 lakh we were supposed to get according to the electoral promises of Modi.  That was just rhetoric. 

Like the present rhetoric about ministers giving up opulence.  These ministers are people who have lived opulently for years by swindling the lower caste people and stealing their little savings.  Now the whole of Bharat is a low caste, untouchable (unswachh) nation that has to be swindled.  Just as the Mughals did. As the British did.  As Congress did with Indira Gandhi onwards.  As Modi and Shah are doing now. 

I’m lucky I can afford to write this at least.  I know that soon all criticism will be silenced. There will be Rama Rajya where the chaste Sita will be confined to the flames.

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  1. Jyotirmoy SarkarAugust 22, 2017 at 7:24 AM

    I have nothing much to speak about, only one thing, that is....you have talked about rhetoric but not about prosody...yah, there is prosody...the rhythmic way politicians continuing to promise.

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalAugust 22, 2017 at 7:40 AM

      I love the rhythm too. But the hollowness is terrible.

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    2. Jyotirmoy SarkarAugust 22, 2017 at 9:11 AM

      Good to know, yah its really terrible.

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  2. parwatisingariAugust 23, 2017 at 7:16 AM

    Tomichan, have you read this book destination unknown by Agatha Christie, Modi reminds me of the Evangelist leader in it, lots of rhetoric, lots of hot air, no action to be seen, all the noise his words creates silences the confusions that arise, be it demonetization or be it GST, be it underhand grabbing of power in goa, now, slithering into Tamilnadu.

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