THE MORE THE THINGS
CHANGE THE MORE THEY LOOK THE SAME.
It’s election times in our beloved country, India/Bharat.
Coincidently I am reading ‘Madame Bovary’ a novel by Gustave Flaubert first
published in 1857 set in then ruling Monarchy. The following lines sound very
familiar even in today’s context and nothing, nothing seems to have changed.
Our politicians organize similar farmers’ rallies and cattle fairs and speak
the same words spoken some 150 years back.
“Surely it would be
pointless gentlemen, for me to demonstrate to you the usefulness of
agriculture. Who is it that provides for our needs? Who is that maintains our
food sully? Is it not the farmer? The farmer, gentlemen, showing with laborious
hand the fertile furrows of our country side…..providing food for the poor as
well as the rich.”
And the tamasa goes on: read on:
‘The ceremony was
over; the crowd dispersed and, now that the speeches had all been read,
everyone resumed his rank and every thing returned to normal; the masters
shouted crossly at their servants, the servants beat the animals and the
animals returned to their barns as indolent triumph with gree wreaths between
their horns’
At last Modi remembered Sardar Patel and embarks on erecting
his statue on 31st October 2013 that will be the tallest in the
world, taller than the Statue of Liberty In NY. Lord Krishna for Dwarka travels
to Patna to in the guise of a tea vendor and promises to wipe the tears of all
Yaduvansies.
Rahul Gandhi invokes his grandmother and father and reminds
us of their sacrifice.
After elections all will return to normal and the herds (read voters) will resume
doing what they are destined to do.
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