I can hear some of you saying...” shame on you”,
“this was not expected of you”, “I knew it- she is not patriotic” ,”lazy bum”,
“ don’t crib for the next five years now- you have no right to”.... and blah
and blah and blah. In the so called democratic revolution I feel like the
outcast. There is so much information fed to me each day about every hopeful
candidate for the Prime Ministership. My friends are divided in their loyalty
towards these candidates and do not hesitate to share links and updates about
how good their choice of candidate is and how hopeless the others are. Thanks
to the social media.... these ‘Men of Honour’ have their own mini campaigners
spread across the length and breadth of facebook, twitter, whatsapp and the
likes. Then why didn’t I vote?
I ask this question to myself a number of times
during the day- and this is the first time I am feeling less of an Indian than
my neighbour with an ink marked finger selfie on his facebook page. I am a
breed that is stuck between the patriots who saw the march of independence and
the revolutionaries who want to see a change in independence. Don’t get me
wrong- I know my history well and I know the price for democracy and freedom
that was paid by our brave fighters. I also know my present well where
campaigns and dharnas yield results that are immediate but interim with no follow up.... it is like we
give up halfway and get busy with another “happening “ campaign. Every strive
is forgotten too soon.... such is the impact of the information , tech savvy
age.... there is too much of information on too many finger tips. I am the
confused non voter!
There must be many like me who read the news paper
everyday, watch the news on tv everyday, open up links and web pages about
every party campaign, about the hidden wife, the mama’s boy, the slapper and
the slapee, the offender, the offensive, the bureaucrat, the campaign lunches , the
money spinner, the mute , the talker, the stalker, the religious bender, the
blanket and sari for a vote- giver, the taker...... and ohhhh I am confused!!
And then I decide to be the outsider, the bystander, the R.K.Laxman ‘Common
Man’ who didn’t exercise the right to vote .I will walk the streets with my dazed wide-eyed look at everything
wrong that will(not might) happen in the next five years, coz I didn’t believe
that my vote counted and the man chosen to lead the largest democratic nation
would have been the not so tainted man from the not so tainted party that I
would have chosen.
There is a famous saying that my father had written somewhere – “ In the kingdom of
blind , the one eyed man is the king”. It holds true in our kingdom.... the one
eyed man gets to be king, in five years
he becomes mute, add another five years he becomes totally blind. Notwithstanding,
we have a new set of one –eyed men ready
to replace him and are campaigning hard. I made the mistake of not voting and I
chose to remain blind, but these men show potential as leaders of the masses and if you vote ,
your man might just be the one who opens up your eyes and makes you see the new
world, creates opportunity, empowers the youth ,stabilizes the economy, bridges
the gap between the rich and the poor, the rural and the urban, shuns
bureaucracy, gets rid of the middle men, walks the walk and talks the talk.There
is hope if you vote, and there are pangs of guilt if you don’t.Take that Step
.... Vote!!!