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Who’s Modi scared of?

 

Modi admiring himself at Madame Tussauds

Narendra Modi is a coward and a weakling. Otherwise he would not get people arrested for as flimsy reasons as putting up posters that read: “Modi ji hamare bachon ki vaccine videsh kyon bhej diya (Why did you send our children’s vaccines abroad?)” A lot of people have been arrested in India from 2014 for criticising Modi. Many have had their offices raided by various central government agencies or harassed in surreptitious ways. A few have even disappeared. Who is Mr Modi scared of?

India’s first Prime Minister was a man who warned the nation against his own potential for dictatorship. In 1937, an article published in Modern Review described the then president of the Congress (Jawaharlal Nehru) as having “all the makings of a dictator in him – vast organisational capacity, ability, hardness, and, with all his love of the crowd, an intolerance of others and a certain contempt for the weak and the inefficient.” The article was written by Chanakya which turned out to be Nehru’s own pseudonym. Nehru was his own critic. He encouraged others to criticise him too so that he would have proper self-knowledge and not a bloated ego.

Bloated ego is Modi’s problem. And he cannot afford to deflate it. Only those who have some substance within can afford to lose their inflated image. When your heroic claims about your boyhood are false, when your academic degree is false, when your credentials are all fake, you can’t afford to live without a scintillating façade built with propaganda of all sorts. Anyone who questions any of that propaganda is a serious threat and will be eliminated one way or another.

Modi’s real enemies are not his critics but himself. The same is true of his sidekick, Amit Shah, another infinitely bloated ego who will use an excavator where a garden rake would do. Both Modi and Shah are counterfeit personalities that are scared of their own realities, their own inner demons. But they conceal their cowardice with 56-inch breastplates forged with exquisite propaganda.

Such people won’t learn from their mistakes. Why seven years, even seventy, won’t teach them any lesson. They are just incapable of learning from the past, incapable of understanding the reality around them, and incapable of drawing right conclusions about the future. They have hypnotised themselves. No one can argue with them just because they regard themselves to be godly or greater. Their end will come just once, the last doom that spares none, and when it does come it will be catastrophic.

But why should a nation of 1.3 billion people endure all sorts of agonies because of the ego of one person and the ego of that one person’s sidekick? This is called destiny. You can call it your karma if you wish. After all you elected them, didn’t you?

 

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  1. Yes, we elected them and that's why we deserve them only. It's our Karma for sure. As we sow so shall we reap.

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  2. You have managed to put into words which most of us are thinking!

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    1. More of us should articulate our dissent, I think.

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  3. When the ruler is blind , undoubtedly the subjects suffer . But here the elected representatives act as if they rule for eternity to come! And India , today is witnessing it's darkest phase in democracy, thanks to us for bringing upon it ourselves.

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    1. I'm astounded by the large number of Indians who still endorse the present regime's ways.

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  4. Our national breakdown is now exposing Modi’s incompetence and recklessness.

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    1. But the man won't own up. Even if he would (an impossibility, but let's just assume), his devotees won't let him. They will keep repeating that it is the mistake of the nation, not Modi's. Modi cannot err.

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    2. Because to err is human whereas Modi is divine (or super-human or whatever) in the eyes of himself as well as his devotees.

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  5. why you are not blaming China for the virus? Leftists have hidden agenda.

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    1. Yeah, China created a virus before the 2014 Indian elections so that India would elect a demogogue whose antics would entertain the world.

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  6. This time it could be different. A person will dance,clap and make merry so long as he himself is not affected.Now, the mishandling of the pandemic has affected too many people and the worst is yet to come...

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    1. The worst is yet to come - that's the scariest part. The journey has been terrible for quite long now. And the worst is yet to come!

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