Tuesday, September 1, 2015

IT IS MODI ALL THE WAY PART 14- CUT THE PIGTAIL NITISH JEE- IT WILL BE TRAGEDY OTHERWISE

IT IS MODI ALL THE WAY PART 14- CUT THE PIGTAIL NITISH JEE- IT WILL BE TRAGEDY OTHERWISE



The Mega Rally of Maha Ghat Bhandan was over in Patna. Sonia Gandhi had to  be persuaded to attend the rally. Rahul hid his face. Nitish was lost for words seeing the huge crowd of supporters of RJD, with minimal support for him. Lalu's body language suggested that he was not happy at what was happening in Bihar. Pawar made a great escape. Mulayam fixed the match and was ready to act as the High Priest but he forgot his Mantra (Religious chanting), that he does as frequently as fast as any one bats his/her eye-lids. (not the chanting but forgetting it). In a nut-shell, it was a case of diversity in unity. Sonia spoke of Modi, Lalu spoke of Modi and Nitish spoke of Modi. But the themes on which they attacked him were different. In my blog during the 21014 elections, after Modi was made the face of NDA, I wrote thus.



"Congress, in its effort to play down the effect of Modi started talking Modi, singing Modi, dancing Modi and finally they forgot that they are a national party with a leader whose name they forgot! Alas!"



"In a way, Modi is not doing that much to improve his own image among voters as the inept Congress leaders are doing for him. It is no surprise, therefore, if he repeats a 1980 by Indira Gandhi, a 1983 by NTR or a 1984 by Rajiv Gandhi. Whatever, it is, it is going to be a landslide victory for Modi led BJP in 2014. The writing on the wall is clear! If he wins elections to Lok Sabha once, it can be reckoned as the last rites of the Grand Old Party forever!"

(IT IS MODI ALL THE WAY; BLOGGER CRITICALLY SPEAKING)


It will be no surprise, if he surpasses his May, 2014 tally in Bihar winning equivalent of 35 LS seats in the assembly.

After I wrote till this point, the Maha Rally of NDA started. And crowds were surging and risking their live climbing poles to see Modi. Short guys like me (5'2") were jumping to have a glance of Modi. "The new God arrived!" (I am a Bhakth. I am not shy in declaring it).

I tweeted, " Only difference between the two rallies was that people were leaving then and people were surging forward today"

At that rally, the leaders cut short their speeches as people were leaving the venue and today Modi abruptly stopped speech (I felt so) as people were menacingly coming forward and climbing poles, risking their lives just to have a glimpse of this great statesman. 

My friend @sk2210sk tweeted, The only similarity  is the "Modi chants at both venues". What a wonderful reply to my tweet! He is right. There were Modi chants then too, when @ndtv suddenly started advertising on "Sweat Wipes" from Johnson and Johnson, for the benefit of the three mosquitoes sitting on the stage.
 
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Now, let us come to the main part of the blog. In fact, the long gap in writing led to temporary amnesia and I forgot what I was writing. Now, I recollected. I was writing about how the parties that already left the "Cut Bandhan" and the remaining three parties (one wants to be the King) are trying to occupy space hitherto cornered by the other parties in the Bandhan.

I recollected a story that was doing more round and rounds than Arvind Kejriwal, when I was young.

One King wanted to prepare Kheer (a sweet prepared with Sugar, rice and milk, called Payasam in Telugu) and enjoy a feast with his honest people. He called his Minister and ordered him to collect the necessary ingredients. The Minister honestly told him, "Oh! Honest  King! I pity your innocence. Our people are not  so honest as you think. They will not give anything."

The King was angry. "How can you say my people are dishonest? I am the most honest guy that ever lived. Prove it or I will make you AAP MLA in future birth." (The Minister can look into the future and smiled and he got the picture of Arvind Kejriwal in mind).

"Oh! King! Yadha Raja! Tadha Praja! I will prove that they are as honest you only; not a tad bit more or a tad bit less"

He made an announcement to the effect, "King wants to host a feast with Kheer. So tomorrow morning, all people should contribute a bucket full of milk for the purpose. The other ingredients can be given later"

He went to Gandhi Maidan in Patna, arranged a camp (not DNA) and a big utensil to collect milk. He kept the utensil behind a cloth veil as he said, in the announcement, it will be envied by Right Wing Kings, in the neighbourhood. So, by early morning, people queued up with buckets with lids (so that none envies from Right Wing), went inside and poured the milk in the big utensil and left happily. After the last man left the Minister led the Honest King to the Gandhi Maidan in Patna and opened the veil and both climbed the ladder kept there to see milk inside. To the shock of the King and glee of the Minister, there was pure water inside.

The king fainted and after he woke up, he asked the Minister, " How did this happen? Did Narendra Bhai Modi do anything to sabotage my people's pleasure?"

The minister smiled and said, "No! My Honest King! Each one thought that out of the thousands of buckets of milk, his bucket of water will not be found. So, everyone poured water only."

"Now, what will happen?" asked the Honest King.

"Nothing Maha Raja! In the 20th Century you will be born by name Arvind Kejriwal and think you can lead the people of Akhand Bharat by your unimpeachable honesty. But you fail, as you are not honest. So, you take over the reins of a small hamlet called Delhi and rule over it. And, in your quest to prove your mettle you lead three parties into a "Cut Bandhan" in your present Kingdom, Bihar, who will hold a rally at this very place. To keep matters secret and to see Right Wings do not see your designs, you put your veil of honesty and people collect there to hear speeches. All the three parties collect people to clap. Each participant thinks that, if all other 1,29,352 people, including thousands on the dais clap, what if he does not clap? And nobody claps. Ground remains silent" and Media relays advertisements that it collected (just as you collected milk from your people) play them, instead of airing the meeting live." And he Rolled Over The Floor Laughing and is still rolling over. He has never joined AAP, as they want coughing and not laughing people. (That was how ROFL came into existence).

There is a moral here. In the upcoming elections where Nitish, the dreaming-to-be-king, wants to enjoy kheer with poor Bihar people, each one goes behind the veil where EVMs are kept and thinks, "Every other voter of Congress, RJD and JDU are voting, what if I vote NDA? Anyhow our want-to-be-CM is chanting the same name by mistake as DNA. So everyone votes to NDA and Kapil Sibal laughs on NDTV, "I told this theory long back that when you have zero of anything you will have zero loss" and leaves the studios to get bail an hour to his clients accused of all crimes. And NDTV plays, the "Hair Nail Tel" mobile Advertisement and the customer care number happens to be "00000 00000".

In the news that follows, the Breaking News will be, "50,00,000 people collect outside the residence of the wanted-to-be-CM but failed-to-be-CM Nitish Kumar with a demand that their hair and nails be returned forthwith".

Thus ends the story of the Pariwar and Mulayam and Pawar pose for photographs with Narendrabhai Modi, so that they do not become political untouchables like Nitish. I remember this poem I used to like very much.

A Tragic Story


There lived a sage in days of yore,
And he a handsome pigtail wore;
But wondered much and sorrowed more,
Because it hung behind him.

He mused upon this curious case,
And swore he'd change the pigtail's place,
And have it hanging at his face,
Not dangling there behind him.

Says he, "The mystery I've found -
Says he, "The mystery I've found!
I'll turn me round," - he turned him round;
But still it hung behind him.

Then round and round, and out and in,
All day the puzzled sage did spin;
In vain - it mattered not a pin -
The pigtail hung behind him.

And right and left and round about,
And up and down and in and out
He turned; but still the pigtail stout
Hung steadily behind him.

And though his efforts never slack,
And though he twist and twirl, and tack,
Alas!  Still faithful to his back,
The pigtail hangs behind him!



I ADVISED AND STILL ADVISE NITISH TO CUT HIS PIGTAIL INTERWOVEN WITH CORRUPT AND CRIMINAL HAIRS AND EXIT RESPECTFULLY CONTESTING WITH PRIDE ALL 243 SEATS AND RETAIN HIS RESPECT. HE TOO CAN JOIN MULAAYAM AND PAWAR IN THE PHOTOFRAME WITH NARENDRA DAMODARDAS MODI, LOVINGLY CALLED NAMO!


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