Skip to main content

Happy Anniversary of Demonetisation

 


Does the government exist for the people or do the people exist for the sake of the government? As my country ‘celebrated’ the fifth anniversary of Modi’s demonetisation exercise yesterday, this question about government-for-people or people-for-government arose in my mind.

Soon after Modi became the Prime Minister in 2014, India’s wealth started moving into the hands of a few billionaires. There were just 9 billionaires in India in 2000. But Modi’s magic raised the figure rapidly and it became 101 in 2017. Oxfam India estimates that between 2018 and 2022 India is producing 70 new millionaires every day. On the other hand, millions of Indians are deprived of basic needs like food, shelter and medicine. Oxfam says that 63 million Indians are pushed into poverty every year now by mounting healthcare costs.

Modi lives life king-size. His residence in Lutyens’ Delhi (which he loathed before becoming PM) is a five-mansion palace with countless chefs, housekeepers, gardeners, and other staff. His aircraft Air India One is a match for America’s Air Force One. [Modi renamed 25 towns and villages in the period of one year alone out of nationalism. But when it came to naming his plane, he copied America.] His lifestyle surpasses the vaingloriousness of all our ancient maharajas put together.

The ordinary Indians pay for all that, of course. That’s why this thought occurred to me this morning: does the government exist for us or d we exist for feeding a ravenous government?

Our government gives us beautiful slogans like Jai Jawan, Jai Kisan. But our kisans commit suicide day after day. In 2020, 10,677 farmers killed themselves in India in spite of Modi’s much-publicised welfare schemes. Farmers have been killing themselves even before Modi came to power with sweet slogans and sweeter schemes. I know. But there’s something new, however. 11,716 small businesspersons killed themselves in 2020 in Modi’s India. That’s a bit hard to digest when we remember that our country is being run by a man who takes pride in having been a chaiwallah once.

Modi’s India waives off huge loans taken by big people. Big people grow bigger. Small people pay for that. In the form of rising prices of everything from onion to petrol, kerosene to cooking gas. Soon in Modi’s India you’ll be paying the banks for keeping your money safe instead of the banks paying you interest for your money. Yet Modi remains popular not only in India but all over the world.

There’s something wrong somewhere. Seriously. Or is it rather funny?

A few of India’s top billionaires are Mata Amritanadamayi, Sri Sri Ravi Shankar and Baba Ramdev, all of whom have money stashed away in Swiss banks. I smile when I recall this information. 

Do you remember that electoral promise of Modi in 2014 about bringing black money back from Swiss banks? Instead of doing that, he took away our money and called it a very nationalistic demonetisation. Happy Anniversary.

Comments

  1. At the moment things look bleak...with no light at the end of the tunnel.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. It's going to be worse. Rhetoric doesn't work miracles.

      Delete
  2. Modi was never a chaiwallah because Vadnagar railway station did not exist in that period of his age (when he claims to supply tea on the station). He is indeed the biggest bluffmaster of India. You are right, now the people are existing for this government and not the other way round. Leave alone the small businessmen, even a great entrepreneur like VG Siddhartha oF Cafe Coffee Day had to commit suicide. Modi correctly calls himself as the Pradhaan Sewak as he is doing a great service (sewa) to the crony capitalists of India.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. The mystery is that this man still remains a demigod for good many Indians.

      Delete
  3. Hari OM
    Exactly the same question is being asked here, as UK headlines are covered with matters that indicate a fully corrupt government ... and COP26 is almost a second-hand thought for reporting. So many hard-right leaders at top of approval? A black period of history... YAM xx

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. I wonder why this has happened all over the world. A correction seems imminent. Or is that only a dream? Is it bound to get worse and worse and then crumble altogether?

      Delete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

The Ghost of a Banyan Tree

  Image from here Fiction Jaichander Varma could not sleep. It was past midnight and the world outside Jaichander Varma’s room was fairly quiet because he lived sufficiently far away from the city. Though that entailed a tedious journey to his work and back, Mr Varma was happy with his residence because it afforded him the luxury of peaceful and pure air. The city is good, no doubt. Especially after Mr Modi became the Prime Minister, the city was the best place with so much vikas. ‘Where’s vikas?’ Someone asked Mr Varma once. Mr Varma was offended. ‘You’re a bloody antinational mussalman who should be living in Pakistan ya kabristan,’ Mr Varma told him bluntly. Mr Varma was a proud Indian which means he was a Hindu Brahmin. He believed that all others – that is, non-Brahmins – should go to their respective countries of belonging. All Muslims should go to Pakistan and Christians to Rome (or is it Italy? Whatever. Get out of Bharat Mata, that’s all.) The lower caste Hindus co...

The Adventures of Toto as a comic strip

  'The Adventures of Toto' is an amusing story by Ruskin Bond. It is prescribed as a lesson in CBSE's English course for class 9. Maggie asked her students to do a project on some of the lessons and Femi George's work is what I would like to present here. Femi converted the story into a beautiful comic strip. Her work will speak for itself and let me present it below.  Femi George Student of Carmel Public School, Vazhakulam, Kerala Similar post: The Little Girl

Romance in Utopia

Book Review Title: My Haven Author: Ruchi Chandra Verma Pages: 161 T his little novel is a surfeit of sugar and honey. All the characters that matter are young employees of an IT firm in Bengaluru. One of them, Pihu, 23 years and all too sweet and soft, falls in love with her senior colleague, Aditya. The love is sweetly reciprocated too. The colleagues are all happy, furthermore. No jealousy, no rivalry, nothing that disturbs the utopian equilibrium that the author has created in the novel. What would love be like in a utopia? First of all, there would be no fear or insecurity. No fear of betrayal, jealousy, heartbreak… Emotional security is an essential part of any utopia. There would be complete trust between partners, without the need for games or power struggles. Every relationship would be built on deep understanding, where partners complement each other perfectly. Miscommunication and misunderstanding would be rare or non-existent, as people would have heightened emo...

Tanishq and the Patriots

Patriots are a queer lot. You don’t know what all things can make them pick up the gun. Only one thing is certain apparently: the gun for anything. When the neighbouring country behaves like a hoard of bandicoots digging into our national borders, we will naturally take up the gun. But nowadays we choose to redraw certain lines on the map and then proclaim that not an inch of land has been lost. On the other hand, when a jewellery company brings out an ad promoting harmony between the majority and the minority populations, our patriots take up the gun. And shoot down the ad. Those who promote communal harmony are traitors in India today. The sacred duty of the genuine Indian patriot is to hate certain communities, rape their women, plunder their land, deny them education and other fundamental rights and basic requirements. Tanishq withdrew the ad that sought to promote communal harmony. The patriot’s gun won. Aapka Bharat Mahan. In the novel Black Hole which I’m writing there is...

A Lesson from Little Prince

I joined the #WriteAPageADay challenge of Blogchatter , as I mentioned earlier in another post. I haven’t succeeded in writing a page every day, though. But as long as you manage to write a minimum of 10,000 words in the month of Feb, Blogchatter is contented. I woke up this morning feeling rather vacant in the head, which happens sometimes. Whenever that happens to me but I do want to get on with what I should, I fall back on a book that has inspired me. One such book is Antoine de Saint-Exupery’s The Little Prince . I have wished time and again to meet Little Prince in person as the narrator of his story did. We might have interesting conversations like the ones that exist in the novel. If a sheep eats shrubs, will he also eat flowers? That is one of the questions raised by Little Prince [LP]. “A sheep eats whatever he meets,” the narrator answers. “Even flowers that have thorns?” LP is interested in the rose he has on his tiny planet. When he is told that the sheep will eat f...