India A land of compromises…
Every single day our motherland gives us 100’s of reasons to fall in love with and her sons’ give 1000s of reasons to hate it. Today for a change I thought I won’t observe individuals but I will observe this cohesive chaotic social gathering named Indians.
An Indian morning begins with almost a new problem everyday. It can be anything as small as no water in tap, no electricity, auto rickshaw strike or it could be anything as serious as not finding your car in your porch, a communal clash in city or even a terrorist attack. For a westerner anything like this is surely a momentarily preview of Armageddon however for us Indians it’s a normal bright sunny day.
Our newspapers give us hard time every single day as we need to find a real headline out of masala printed on pulp. E.g. Today’s newspaper:
“Dhoni’s annual income exceeds 48 crores”
just below this headline next story says
“Kargil martyrs wife struggling to survive, No pension received till date”
Surely after reading this no one will ever prefer a battlefield over cricket field for nation’s pride.
Second page says:
“Center asks states to pull up the security and share intelligence, terrorist attack suspected”
Just right to this article
“Center is to be blamed for recent terrorist attacks: Chief Minister”
A blame game that will continue till next blast makes the headline.
Next Page:
“Diwali next week, a festival of lights and sweets”
“40 tonnes of adulterated khoya seized”
I don’t know why people selling adulterated stuff aren’t booked under attempt to murder? When they are actually playing with thousands of innocent lives.
Let’s leave the newspaper let’s hit the road…
I wonder except India which country will have alteast one statue or picture of God in each and every car? I think none (exception south east Asian countries). And that’s because we really need divinely powers to bring us safely back home because Everytime you hold steering you enter the live RoadRash arena and the stage you are playing is decided by others on the road.
You might be wondering that why I called India as country of compromises?
That’s because no matter which luxury sport saloon (BMWs/Mercs/Audis) you have or no matter how world class flyovers we build we will always be late to office. Reason can be anything e.g. a bull-cart turned over a expressway, an illegally car parked on road or road blocked by some protesters but you can’t do anything about it except compromise.
We have thousands of patients everyday but only 100 beds, 10s medical equipments and only 1 doctor. 100s patients die unattended. Reason can be anything like patient doesn’t have enough money for private treatment; a cup of coffee more important over a patient’s life or in fact treating Americans/Europeans earns you more money. But you can’t do anything about it except compromise.
A pregnant female labor working on construction site full day directly under sun earns 150 Rs/day whereas the contractor hands over a bag full of money to govt auditor in AC room. But that lady can’t do anything about it except compromise.
Pakistan trained terrorist come to India and attack innocent citizens we just layback and watch them die and do nothing about it except compromise.
Our political parties support government from outside but they don’t support on anything that govt decides. So they amend decisions according to the wish of their allies and little can government do about it except compromise.
We preach Goddesses but abort female child, beat wife, tease girls and burn brides. But Indian girls can’t do much about it except compromise.
These are few points that I can think of at a blink of an eye and I bet there are thousands more. In the end I just wanna convey that we should not compromise for being thankful to our soldiers who are ready to die for us, not cricketers. We should be thankful to laborers not contractors. We should be thankful to bunch of doctors who preferred serving our nation not money. We should be thankful to commandos who went to save Mumbai hostages not politicians and Indian women those compromised till date to be a sister, wife, friend and mother over their individuality.