Its the day after R-Day.Everything shuts down and the city takes a breather.I watched a bit of the Delhi parade,but now it looks repititive and dated.Somehow the display of military might for the benefit of the foreign janta has shades of days gone by,retrieved from the cupboard,dusted and put on display.Why cant we have a celebration of music and dance which involve the aam admi? why not a day of introspection when we can contemplate the last 60 years and put some true joy and fun in the proceedings? Im tired of the tacky floats and the tribal dances down Rajpath,the childrens faces tired and tense from having lined up since dawn for their 2 minutes of glory.Unfortunately things never change here for the better and there will always be dissenting voices.
Meantime life goes on for our brave Senas R-Day or no R-Day..this time its the Shri Ram one which has covered itself with saffron glory by beating up a few defenceless girls in a pub in Mangalore.I really wonder how much lower we can stoop and to what levels this process can take us.Looking at their faces I see hate,arrogance,venality and a desire to control.In spite of their vermillion streaks on forehead and saffron scarves,they are no better than the Nazi thugs in pre war Germany.At least the Nazis were willing to fight in the field against the enemy...these Senas crawl out at opportune moments from under rocks and slither in again when the heat gets too much.Meantime the Govt.in Karnataka does nothing with the leaders mouthing the usual inanities,making sure their allies are protected.What a shame for the nation........
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