Da Da Dance of Democracy: Indian Style

Look at those glittering faces.  All of them are old. They are old with white hairs or with bald head. Look at their lips covering false teeth. They have been chanting the old and used up promises. Look at their physique. They have long been suffering from rheumatism and from digressive thoughts. Yes, they have shredded the last of the clothes and they are now naked and they are now beggars. Yes, they are in a parade. Each of them claims to rule the region called India. Each of them has an ambition to capture the throne of the Prime Minister of India.

You are really fortunate to chance the real-time fun of this century, the fun running through the unbearable steam of April and May this year. The old haggard that stands on the left of the arena is an example of irreparable obesity. He is the chief of a political party and he may enter the parliament at best with twenty winners. He is himself sure of it. He has declared that he should be accepted as the prime leader in a parliament that will have 543 members in total. Yes, his lifetime achievement lies in the fact that he had spent two years in jail for eating up what the cows should have eaten.

Look at the figure just beside him.  This person has a funny short height. His face is like that of a white bear. He has mastered in torturing the workers and in slaughtering the farmers. He had allowed his henchmen and the security forces to use the deadly fire-arms against the peasants and to rape the hapless women in the peasant’s family. He always wears some white dress and chants that the workers of the world must unite. He has declared that he is the best candidate for the chair of the Prime Minister of India.

Look at that bearded septuagenarian. The orange-colored vermilion at the center of his forehead is dazzling. This self-styled savior of the Indian Hindus has been credited for slaughtering more than two thousands of the Muslim citizens in his province. Yes, he has been awarded a gold medal for his contribution to the active communal politics in India

This way there are many in the queue and some of them have a small or big criminal track-record. Women are also there and they are this time with very robust and genuine claim for the topmost chair. But the last Parliament has recently been dissolved in India and the General Election Number 15 has already started. This year the Election Commission has scheduled five-day polling covering two of the scorching summer months. The state has, thus, a running Prime Minister.  He is a person of the international standard in all respect and many of his countrymen fail to understand whether he primarily belongs to the United States of America or to India. His poor countrymen should not be blamed for this because he has tried heart and soul to carry out the orders of America during his tenure in the last five years.

You are really fortunate to watch the real-time fun of this year, a fun composed of patriotism, nationalism, democracy, secularism, communalism, piracy, robbery, slaughtering and incessant distribution of blatant lies and promises not to keep.