Monday 26 May 2014

Tuesday 13 May 2014

What is common between Modi and Rahul?

At last, we have a leader in Modi! and let us be thankful for that, after being handled ( I wont use the word 'led') by a series of pathetic rulers - both in the front seat and back seat.
 
He has smashed the caste and religion based polarization, putting the agenda of development on the forefront, as it should be. Never mind what the media says. They have a vested interest in projecting Modi as a Hindu icon.But in truth, he never polarized during the elections. It was his enemies who moved heaven and earth to divide people based on religion and caste.
 
He enthused voters across the country. The young, fed on a diet of entitlement based policies of Congress, were seething and found in Modi someone who understood their aspirations and talked their language. The rural folk related with his specific agricultural policies that were tried and tested in Gujarat, but were alien to them. People started to 'HOPE' again. And the hope turned into dreams by the time votes were cast. And therein lies the success of Modi.The BJP poster on the left says it all. This is not Modi, but this is THE OPPORTUNITY. And people were not willing to let go of the opportunity, which has come their way after decades.
 
I wrote about youngsters who travelled hundreds of kilometers to just cast their vote. Even school kids, who have no voting rights, debated and discussed the election process. After an era, when voters had become apathetic to the elections, 2014 signifies the resurgence of our democracy, thanks to Modi. This is no mean achievement.
 
A teenager accosted me and asked ' Can you tell me one similarity between Modi and Rahul?'. I told him I am not stupid to compare cheese and chalk ('Well! even chalk has some use', my young friend commented). But he had the last laugh, "Uncle, wherever Modi or Rahul addresses an election meeting, BJP gets One Hundred Thousand votes extra!!!"
 
That, my readers, sums up Election 2014

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