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Why I stopped writing politics

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When you are confronted with a situation that is irredeemably hopeless, what do you do? I would choose to avoid it and walk on. In the less sophisticated parlance of the village that I have chosen to live in now, if you step on shit you will stink.

Three months before Mr Narendra Modi became the Prime Minister of India, I made a prediction in my blog: “Modi will engender a civil war in the country if he becomes its Prime Minister, my instincts predict.” Within months of his becoming PM, many Christian places of worship were attacked in Delhi and peripheral regions. Eventually Muslims and Hindu Dalits became the targets of hydra-headed attacks. People were killed in the name of cows and other totems.  Women were assaulted, raped and killed. The tragedy goes on.

Most of the promises made in Modi’s election manifesto have remained unfulfilled though the country is marching towards the next general elections. Development, job creation, corruption-free governance and bringing down prices were what Indians voted for. What they got is more corruption, more poverty, more unemployment, more taxes, rocketing prices and, worst of all, mounting mutual hatred bred by false propaganda and brazen chicanery.

The country has been brought down to the worst of imaginable situations. It will be a Herculean task for any leader now to bring basic sanity back to the nation. Unfortunately, there is no sign of any such leader. Tragically, Modi will come to power again in 2019, my instincts tell me. Murphy’s Law will continue to work out and wreak its vengeance on the nation.

Hope was the last item in Pandora’s Box. All the evils and miseries of the world flew out of that box, according to Greek mythology. I don’t know if hope was the last misery or the last redemptive power. I would like to hope anyway, hope for a better India.  India cannot become worse any further now.

A cry in the mountains is known to have started off an avalanche.

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  1. A bleak future awaits indeed....The self destructive mechanism seems to have been put on by us.

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    1. Indeed by us. We are the real power in democracy. But 'we' have been brainwashed by propaganda and chicanery.

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  2. Sir, when the countrymen are happy being fooled, why should the 'leader' hesitate to fool them ? The trouble with the masses or the voters themselves. We are destined to get the leader we deserve. To end all this nonsense visible throughout the nation, first of all the countrymen have to open their eyes and see the true character of their highly revered 'leader'.

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    1. This is exactly what I tell my students too. We the people are responsible for the leaders we elect. BJP has successfully manipulated religious sentiments to fool people.

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  3. you seem to be biased against the BJP. CPI-M is way more violent than any other party. Congress is the most corrupt party ever. They won't think twice before supporting terrorists even. Lets be honest. BJP stopped religious conversions & that is why minorities are going mad. Has your freedom been curtailed post BJP coming to power?

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    1. Your comment is a symptom of one of the worst tragedies that befell the nation after Modi came to power. Everything is seen through the filters of religion. I don't care for religion. I'm not a believer as you would have understood if you had read at least a few of my posts. I'm questioning a lot of other things apart from communalisation of the nation (which is more terrible than the others). I'm questioning the utter lack of delivery of promises. Where is the development, where the Swachh Bharat, black money back in our accounts, employment, and a whole lot of other things? When such unpleasant questions are raised you harp on the same string of religion which your leader is doing from all possible platforms and thus hoodwinking the nation by playing on inane religious sentiments. I am unable to understand why Indians are so foolish as to be swayed by hollow rhetoric even if they are based on religion.

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    2. It truly is a situation where a thinking person no longer wants to talk/write about the atrocities that are being normalised in this country.

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    3. You have put it in the most dignified language possible, Kalpanaa.

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