It is while interacting (and
eavesdropping into conversations) with retired senior bureaucrats, who spent
later part of their career in the highest echelons of power in the treacherous Lutyen’s
Delhi, that you become intimately aware of the amazingly degraded people at the
helm of affair steering the fate of this beleaguered society in the last many
decades. Most senior bureaucrats, with some rare exceptions, are full blown
egos -assiduously emulating their masters, who seek compliant audience for monologue
on their past exploits. Post retirement these occasions become rare: with no
power comes no sycophants. It’s a basic dictum of cannibalistic scums salivating
for next deity in Delhi, carefully copied to all power centres across India.
Hence this constant stampede for power, while some ransack whatever outlets,
like market media or virtue signalling occasions, to salvage whatever semblance
of power to afloat, some even mime it, as they lose entry to gravy train meanwhile
contacts are alarmingly incommunicado. It’s a grim battle. All for the sake of
common people -who indeed keep slipping into worst of all parameters jostling
with bleakest places on earth for survival.
I am calling him ‘Pranab’ because
of a viral interview video with another of market media’s mediocre
representative whom he chastised for “interrupting” and arrogantly reminding
him that he is “interacting with former president” (jantha nahi meh kon hu? Or
better still the one you encounter on the streets of VVIP delhi “jantha nahi
hai mera baap kon hai?” or someone who cautioned me after doing wrong “Don’t
mess with me man you don’t know the kind of contacts I have and what I can do
to you”. In the mean streets of Delhi, lower end outsiders have to be extremely
wary. It always has the potential to go horribly wrong and nobody will be
bothered). Its amazingly petty to use such language (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nfg6RUr6j8c)
that too someone who has held almost all senior positions, and was assiduously
nurtured by the forces that be, for last many decades. It surely speaks of the uncouth
worldview at display. Their rent seeking entitled life seems to be revolving around immediate need to make people feel small in their presence and therefore feel blessed. Meanwhile the journalist concerned, who has latched on to
big time virtue signalling secularism, exhibited amazing lack of vigour or
journalistic ethics (most likely he had put all his eggs on camaraderie and
least expected this turn of events, it’s a breach) and even apologised! When
you ask them to shut up they crawl! Why did he apologise? It’s the job of
journalist to question and counter question, and if the interviewee is not
comfortable he could say so. Not by ego mania ‘you know who I am or I was’? The
fact that the fellow agreed for interview means that he will be vigorously scrutinised,
it’s a two-way process and nobody is lower or higher. As mentioned earlier this
fellow is the beacon of Castetva force and as such is quite sensitive to
hierarchy, and likes of him have spent their life time on weaving these matters
at the expense of governance, and these have percolated into government
machinery and institutions severely degrading democracy.
So, by eavesdropping a discussion
I gathered that post Sanjay Gandhi’s death Indira Gandhi had become quite vulnerable.
And as is the case with this depraved society there is a thriving business of
predictions, astrologers and divine speculators, all kind of charlatans circled in
as advisors, and those surfeit in assured blessings were always in the
forefront (The audacity is such that it is also being equated to as science evidently
to buttress the claim of grand understanding of universe that others are yet to
catch up with. Such is the audacious claim of bunch of intellectually
challenged. Previously they crept in as divine advisors of kings and quite
easily reduced them to stuttering incapable nincompoops, hanging between fate
and fatalism, meanwhile severely degrading the society. History is evidence of
Indians lack of calibre or organisational skills, with some rare exceptions
here and there. Hence the leeway of peaceful and nonviolent narration that
clever Gandhi became an alibi at the expense of common people who endure
amazing form of violence inflicted in a way very few societies have been able
to accomplish. Castetva narration is desperately hinged on purity of nonviolence
with Gandhi as showcase). Indira Gandhi’s vulnerable state was even mentioned
by Pupul Jaykar in her book. Already casteist forces had firmly established
into the democratic institutions and had begun cannibalising it, the progress
we see now has to do with few exceptional and committed people as also
democratic nature of technology that helped empower common people but on most
parameters India remains a dustbin case despite so much potential, promise and possibilities.
The garbage at the top tentacles run deep as they parasite on common people.
It is in this milieu that Pranab
effortlessly enters. I am trying to find out where his talent lie that he was
cushioned into important positions. He is not communicator, undecipherable words
in thick Bengali accent and a propensity to loose temper shows serious psychological lack, makes it horrible. Nor
he has any oratory skills nor any charisma. These are serious indictment for someone moving around as politician (that too 'senior' leader) trying to represent hapless and oppressed people. So how did he not only survived but thrived? What stood for him was
camaraderie that casteist forces had established around power centres, around
the family in this case. It was when Mr. Rahul Gandhi blatantly claimed to be “jeneu dhari shivbhakt” (indeed caste revivalism
that should be seen as slur if context is understood) and was being anointed
(as it were) that things fell into place. It was the rise of ‘jeneu dhari shivbakts’ in early 1980s
that ensnared the family and Pranab was right there in the thick of it without any
discernible talent or skin in the game (like any sycophant, who are helidropped
on unsuspecting people as leaders). There were so many possibilities to create
egalitarian nature of society and unleash potential of people but likes of Pranab
were not only woefully incapable but incapacitated by twisted feudal casteist mind
trapped in his own muck Indeed after he took over as FM (for whatever reason,
in mid 1980s) the disparities and inequity, in already beleaguered society,
only increased. Pranab-Reliance-Tirupati is an aspirational template that the depraved
across the country emulate to further nepotism and corruption in the cloak of
purity. A transaction of blessing that very few are fortunate is being
confirmed, hence the cue, the beginning of stampede by masses to please the
powerful gods. It encompasses everything that plagues this society and the perils
of Pranabs only added to the misery while cleverly manipulating the narrations.
Habitually, they have well placed their litters too as caretakers (what “chatur bania” referred to as trustees, the self assured ones entitled to trickle down goodies). Egoistic insecure sycophants who measure others
in the same scale so as to dispense patronage and largesse, this therefore percolates
down over skills, merit or even rule of law. A careful study on plight of
Indians can be traced to these nefarious designs by garbage at the top.
That likes of Pranab was
confident to assert out of Congress (without any mass appeal or skills herein) has
to do with his immense assurance in camaraderie skills authenticated over
decades of temple hopping and dispensing state patronage to these despicable
casteist feudal sites in the name of faith while severely undermining egalitarian
traditions and compassion driven narrations. He has been a go between Castetva
and Hindutva is because of the camaraderie that he assiduously built using
state machinery as also trampling over the aspirations and hopes of common
people. These he exploited to hilt and was immensely successful in the cannibalising
ecosystem of lutyen’s delhi. While pliable market media connived to hail him as
some kind of negotiator, the truth as usual is chillier. Castetva forces final
homecoming is Hindutva, all else is side show meant to amuse. Secular pouting
mullah feeding mediocre casteist feudals can masquerade as liberal and try
their best to stampede into local and international narrations with their angst
and virtue signalling. They will be exposed.
