This is a long and rambling post, a lot of what is happening in this country is pissing me off. Yeah I guess you may call this a rant. Times have changed so much – and sometimes not for the better, sadly.
1. When I was growing up, one of my grandmother’s reprimand for rudeness was, “Do you know why the tongue is in the mouth? So that the teeth can bite it if it says something nasty. Go bite your tongue!” Parents often said “If you have nothing nice to say, don’t say anything”. Agreed that it made one a pushover and we did say a whole lot of things to each other in a round about way, but never direct. Sometimes the rudeness of the youth disturbs, but I can understand and appreciate the honesty and confidence they have in themselves. No hiding behind smokescreens and webs of words for them.
What I can’t understand is the reality shows … like Sach Ka Saamna, Rakhee Ka Insaaf. That woman Rakhee is horrible! Why did she call a young man with self esteem issues “Napunsak” and “Namard”? The fella went and committed suicide! Sheesh!! Why do people have to wash their dirty linen on national television? What’s with this world??? Did she think she was being ‘frank’ and ‘honest’? Why is she so much “in-your-face”. Why do t.v. chanels give her so much airtime? That woman is toxic.
2. Another person who is making my blood boil is SPS Rathore! Actually it is not the Police officer who is bothering me. He is what he is, otherwise he would not be accused of such heinous crimes. What bothers me is that he seems to have gotten away. What bothers me is abuse of office, of the law and of the system of the land. Another product of the times – as a nation we have become shameless. We use our office as a perk. Office cars are used to pick and drop our children, something that was unheard of when I was a girl. Let us not even begin to talk of misuse of office cellphone and office net. We do that with impunity (I am guilty too). So I guess people holding powerful offices abuse them to greater extent. And it is done shamelessly, without any kind of guilt. Even if it drives a young girl to suicide, gets a little boy to be paraded naked on trumped up charges, even if it destroys a family.
3. I know that it has become a fashion to berate politicians. We are a nation full of heavy asses and long tongues. The asses we use to sit in our cushy couches and office chairs, and the tongues we use to complain about the system. Damn it, we are the system! And we are doing nothing to improve it. I can scream about Kalmadi and about Raja. I can weep about the money being looted, money that could be used to build hospitals, orphanages, provide health care and social security to the very poor. The money that could build roads …. help battered women build a future. As a citizen it is my right to demand answers …. but how many of us would actually want that job? We don’t want to work, we don’t even want to vote!
What sort of country are we handing over to our children?