On Corruption

Whoo!! Everybody is talking of corruption these days as if it exists somewhere on the chouraha in the form of a monument or is found in the sink of your kitchen. Of course I support Anna Hazare but is that only enough? Supporting a cause is fine but only if you think two feet below you would know implementation of a law can curb the surface corruption of people's activity but it wont cut the roots in their mind. Their desires will not end. People are diseased whatever the reason be : poverty, greed, lust and so on and so forth. From a bhikari to rikshawalah to govt officer and big corporate tycoons everyone is corrupted. 

Corruption is nothing but the absence of Honesty. Yesterday a Rickshawalah took 30bucks hardly for crossing the lane. It just shook me deeply somewhere. What an irony. People are fighting with Govt for abolition of corruption and what the men themselves practice for their benefits. No , corruption is not somewhere inherent in the Kursi or A.C its in the mind , mind of people , irrespective of their country , caste , class and gender. 


 And its not only about the corruption for monetary benefits , the worms of corruption has eaten away the moral values of people in every part of daily life. So lets just pray and hope unto death that the sky will be more clear one day that the hearts of people will be more innocent and childlike. 
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Diary of Midnight’s children

16.08.11

[I was born with five hundred and others on the precise moment of India’s birth. Next day , i.e. on sixteenth August I received a letter from the ,then, PM Pandit Nehru, which congratulated me and said that my life will reflect India’s life. And now I think …]

Have sixty four years already passed? Where the time flies. I am old. … a tattered coat upon a stick… where palsy shakes a few , sad, last grey hairs, where youth grows pale and spectre-thin, and dies; where but to think is to be full of sorrow… but today I wont be egotist and self-cursing…

My sixty-fourth birthday went unnoticed. Because everyone was waiting eagerly for the next day, i.e. Today. Yesterday I wore black to support no…not Anna but my own long forgotten dream – to save my country. Optimism is a disease and even in my old age I was not spared. I will fight. …facing old age, Ulysses yearns to explore again…

I don’t know what the time will bring…

But I can smell , yes I do , its anger in the air… rising rising like blue flames burning like a midnight lamp

The Diary of Midnight's Children : Optimism is a Disease

" I do believe, that in spite of everything, people are still good at heart."
Dear Liria, even I held that for long ... but then I read that..."... optimism is a disease..." and dunno why I feel I was diseased till now. First, the disease of depression and then excess Optimism. Is there no other way to take things? Balance , but then in this maddening world where the balance is? 


This book , Midnight's Children , is no doubt a fascinating book. Mr. Rushdie has got his gifts and in it he exploited them at their best. But still its baffling... too much... it calls your attention , a literary nose ears eyes and then just punch you on your face and you feel it was just an another book but yes very fascinatingly told , to baffle you? Or the lines make a labyrinth? 


Well , I am looking forward to read some literary articles on the book. Specially on - Saleem and Women,  Saleem and History , The Ironies , The Paradoxes and Magic Realism...


No doubt I loved the technique and there are some lines which you just cant put off - for instance, 
"Love does not conquer all ... and optimism is a disease..."
"...I hear lies being spoken in the night, anything you want to be you can be, the greatest lie of all..."


And many more...


Rest for later.
Ciao...