As I settle in the front seat next to driver of my cab at 5:40 early morning today, with guilt of being late for like good 10 minutes. I smirked. I smirked on the guy sitting behind me and grinning for wasting his precious 10 minutes when he cud have reached office early and lech the girls around, some more, I smirk on myself as I could see from the corner of my eye that the dogs were getting piled up to assault me and I dodged them like “harry potter in a quidditch game” and I smirked the most hearing a song on FM where lata mangeshkar was singing, “….. wo burai kare, hum bhalai kare…” and suddenly TAJ hotel and café Leopold comes to my mind.
Unaware of the latest developments (if they have made any) bout the whole episode made me shudder as well. I heard this addl commissioner on some news channel, yellin as if he was goin to die next minute, but what he said made some sense to me. We have all the money in this God damn nation to sponsor, all paid trips to ministers and their kids and wife and sometimes (if they are lucky enough) for the maids also, to give as compensation to people who keep dying all round the year, but we don’t have enough money to buy arms and ammunition for the cops to practice once in a while. I still have this major notion that the commandos who died in last 3 days were not properly trained to meet a situation like this. I won’t be surprised if they hadn’t fired from the time they were recruited. Israel wanted to help, but as usual Sonia auntie shoved up a piece of stick up uncle Manu’s ass and he did as he was told. “NO, we can and we will”, I think was what uttered from his mouth. 5 Israelis were killed outta 7. I wish they wouldn’t have asked before doing it.
Cab driver drives as if he is also pissed off with all this, but after looking at him, my all doubts are gone. He is nothing, but drunk. I smirk again, or did I shrug?? Don’t know. I come out of cab, light a smoke and start thinking about my loveliest of them all thoughts. If I am given a sniper rifle and allowed to shoot the one responsible for such things, “WHOM DO I KILL”? As usual its too much of competition there also, CAT ain’t only thing. I would like to kill hmmmmmm raj thackrey for sure, pratibha patil, whole of BJP and Congress and CPM too, well the list wud never end, but I am restricted to current state of mind.
Kalindi, last night was trying to convince us (or may be herself that) its all BJP’s fault. Another case is with Ritika, she has a special hatred for muslims. None of them give a damn if you are a terrorist or not. One only and only cries when the assault is on muslims and keeps drinking otherwise, while other doesn’t even know how much deeply rooted is it. She believes in forwarding messages and hoping that it would help to fight againt terrorism, as mobile companies earn money as u forward ur msgs, but its ok as long as Airtel is owned by a hindu.
Opening my mailbox is no different. Forwarded mails flooding my mailbox and media at its best, showing limbs scattered, commandos dying, and saluting the dead cops, who cud have been alive, if it was a little bit more efficient hierarchy. One of the mails is from my reporting manager. As usual, I need a dictionary to figure out what she wants to say. “I think you have not to take action only by the flowchart. The long running request for "Memory-based" had been running for more than 14 hours and no action will be taken”, I look here and there trying to find someone ho went to same school, but alas. May be she went to Texas and stayed with pitbulls for way too long, before she decided to “let them live” and came here. I think it would be best to send either her or Bond (the deadliest mistake Ian Fleming ever did), to the site of action. All of the terrorists would have surrendered within hours.
When Taj was feelin heat, Modi came with a statement like, “terrorists were not from Gujrat”. How does it make any difference to me or to someone else, where they came from and from they didn’t? It happened and it kept going is what I am talking about. Advani talked about national integration and something like that, which I am sure he doesn know about, and when its now gonna be over, it has started once again. I am saying since beginning that I wont be surprised if this time also its politically motivated. I know I have more points to discard it than to accept, but I can never disrespect the image that our beloved politicians have earned hard. Most surprising of this all is the legend of Marathi Manoos, no no, its not Shivaji the great, its Raj Thackrey ( the bad, worse and worst) this time. I have no idea where he has fled. No reaction from MNS, I wish they had said that we would not allow north Indian army guys to enter TAJ, instead MARATHI MANOOS wud storm in and rip everyone apart. Then they would have separated people depending on north and south India, like US n UK citizens were the “chosen ones”.
For how long, we have to live in this ignorance? For whom to vote and whom to elect?
I seriously cant think of a political system made out of the trash e have right now in front of us. Who wud take decisions? PM? Who I don’t think can even go to pee without madam’s permission or Mr. Thackrey? Who loves to lick marathi asses with all his might and shoo away all the North Indian army men in taj, trident and nariman house and promise marathi people to reserve quota for them in army in maharashtra. I am pissed, I m furious, I cry, I yell, but I don’t know on whom. I look in complete darkness and I realize, its not the animals hidden in that darkness, I am scared of, it’s the darkness itself that scares me most.
