Sunday, 27 March 2011

Even we don't deserve him!

If Manmohan Singh had tried hard, he could not have found a more stupid way of ensuring India dont win the World Cup. It boggles one's mind as to the reason for the PM to convert the India-Pakistan Semi-final at Mohali into a political/diplomatic event by first announcing that he himself will attend the match, and then compounding the folly by inviting Pakistan PM and President to attend the match.

It is a known fact that post 26/11 Mumbai attack, Pakistan has tried every trick in the book to block the investigation and had run a misinformation propaganda against our country. They have refused to share information, have refused to co operate in the investigation, they have scoffed that Kasab is a Pakistani Citizen to the extend of even asking his family back in Pakistan to move away from their village and removing all records pertaining to Kasab. Added to this, they have not given an inch to India diplomatically, and have gone to the other extreme to take pot shots at every given opportunity. In fact we had reached an impasse with respect to bilateral relationship, and it would have been better to allow it to remain that way.

But by inviting Pak PM to the match, MMS has again shown to the World that India is a soft state and can be pushed around.

In the bargain he has put more pressure on the Indian Team. As such, this is a high pressure game. MMS should have better served the Indian cause by making some strong public statements against Pakistan as a nation, which would have resulted in a retort from Pakistan, and in turn would have put considerable pressure on Afridi and Co to win the match, just to prove a point and that would have been their undoing. And all Indians would have loved this, as this is precisely what they want.

But then when has Manmohan Singh ever understood the psyche of the common man? He has never won even a Municipal Election.

Frankly, even we don't deserve a Government and a PM like him.

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