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Lets talk about Elephant in the room


Since the Election Commissioners Code of Conduct talking about the elephant in the room is a very painful activity, specially since Elephants are hidden from public view before the elections. But this post is not about a political party but is about the political will.

Or for that matter, the lack of it. Whenever a new political ideology grips the nation, a series of similar looking but going nowhere statements come into picture. We need to empower woman, we need to take care of the poor, the farmers are to be supported and the list goes on. Every political party goes on and on how they will 'listen' to a particular sector and help them. Here is the elephant in the room which we all conviniently ignore, corruption is not the only problem gripping this giant Union of India. Populism is.

One of the biggest rot to our system since independence is the concept of reservation. The idea of reservation started as a means to 'empower' the backward classes but turned into a means of reducing the quality of education and exploitation of the educaton system by a selected few. Populism is not a good idea for anyone.

Government is not a charity organization, you give a package to one sector, someone else has to pay for it. We all are paying prize for the reservation. Give a sect of people freebie and others will pay for it. Give free electricity to farmers and others will pay for it. Any government that offers freebie to one sect, be it caste, religion, profession or gender is not governing properly.

Election season is upon us and we are trying to realign the system of our country. We all can and should go out to vote for that one person who can make a difference. Any new government that is formed in this country is attempting to form in the most active era. Any new government that gives freebies to someone or the other will not be here to stay, they will be at the max allowed to rule only for 49 days. 

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  1. Phantom DelightMar 26, 2014, 12:32:00 AM

    Ravan Kabe, loved reading through this post .. here is hoping the Elections herald a real 'Ram Raj' .. no, I don't mean the BJP or any other party .. i mean governance as good as it used to be .. in mythology!

    Meanwhile, have also tweeted you, here is another brilliant contest that ends TODAY .. so hurry .. Rs.8 K Gift card up for grabs & the topic is brilliant .. My Most Memorable Memento. http://www.myyatradiary.com/2014/02/my-most-memorable-memento-contest.html

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