Can't help but be amused with the way games are played by people - politicians, in this context - bringing me to wonder yet again that they consider the common man to be swayed by the stupid posers and arguments through which brownie points are scored at the expense of their opponents without discussing real issues.
(a) The fight for Sardar Patel's legacy.
One can't help but laugh at this non-issue. At the time of the struggle for independence, the Indians without
any political affiliation had cast themselves with Gandhiji as his means to achieve self-rule from the Britishers
through the civil disobedience movement, satyagraha and other non-violent means had a mass appeal. The
post-independence period saw the birth of many political parties - if one were to analyse the splits - to
satisfy personal egos!
What I'm trying to say is that every party can claim the legacy of those towering leaders, but what has it
got to counter the rampant corruption, stagnated growth and the policy of expediency?
(b) Nitish Kumar vs Narendra Modi.
Nitish Kumar, according to me, has played into his bete noir's hands by giving a point by point rebuttal
to the latter's observations against him. Coming to think of it, none would remain idle when one's ego is
bruised and so, his rebuttal has to be listened to though great leaders show magnanimity in avoiding heaping
personal insults upon their opponents.
But then, who's talking about decency or decorum or propriety in politics?
And now, coming to seriousness from the frivolous, can't help but come back to the 'pre-ordained script' that I've touched upon, every now and then.
I'm gonna talk about the Stanford University professor, Nalini Ambady, all of 54 years, who'd passed into the mist of time when she succumbed to the dreaded Leukaemia. After eight years in remission, she was diagnosed with the disease in 2012 and since no donor was found from the US national marrow donor programme, her friends and family had conducted a series of bone marrow drives across the country and had actively campaigned online through the website, nalinineedsyou.com and social networking sites to find a donor for her.
To quote a close friend, "Several potential donors were found but many of them were not a full match. Some refused to donate when the time came.. Finally, a potential donor was found but could not donate as the donor had a low platelet count".
Perhaps, this was what Nalini's life's script was all about.
RIP Nalini. My humble prayers and here's wishing that your near and dear ones have the strength to tide over these difficult times.
Tailpiece.
Am reminded of half a 'sher' - why now, I can't explain but I shall say it all the same,
"Apni haalat ko ehsaas nahin mujhko...
Auron se suna hai ki pareshaan hun mein!"
(a) The fight for Sardar Patel's legacy.
One can't help but laugh at this non-issue. At the time of the struggle for independence, the Indians without
any political affiliation had cast themselves with Gandhiji as his means to achieve self-rule from the Britishers
through the civil disobedience movement, satyagraha and other non-violent means had a mass appeal. The
post-independence period saw the birth of many political parties - if one were to analyse the splits - to
satisfy personal egos!
What I'm trying to say is that every party can claim the legacy of those towering leaders, but what has it
got to counter the rampant corruption, stagnated growth and the policy of expediency?
(b) Nitish Kumar vs Narendra Modi.
Nitish Kumar, according to me, has played into his bete noir's hands by giving a point by point rebuttal
to the latter's observations against him. Coming to think of it, none would remain idle when one's ego is
bruised and so, his rebuttal has to be listened to though great leaders show magnanimity in avoiding heaping
personal insults upon their opponents.
But then, who's talking about decency or decorum or propriety in politics?
And now, coming to seriousness from the frivolous, can't help but come back to the 'pre-ordained script' that I've touched upon, every now and then.
I'm gonna talk about the Stanford University professor, Nalini Ambady, all of 54 years, who'd passed into the mist of time when she succumbed to the dreaded Leukaemia. After eight years in remission, she was diagnosed with the disease in 2012 and since no donor was found from the US national marrow donor programme, her friends and family had conducted a series of bone marrow drives across the country and had actively campaigned online through the website, nalinineedsyou.com and social networking sites to find a donor for her.
To quote a close friend, "Several potential donors were found but many of them were not a full match. Some refused to donate when the time came.. Finally, a potential donor was found but could not donate as the donor had a low platelet count".
Perhaps, this was what Nalini's life's script was all about.
RIP Nalini. My humble prayers and here's wishing that your near and dear ones have the strength to tide over these difficult times.
Tailpiece.
Am reminded of half a 'sher' - why now, I can't explain but I shall say it all the same,
"Apni haalat ko ehsaas nahin mujhko...
Auron se suna hai ki pareshaan hun mein!"
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