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India against Corruption- smell the Jasmine

Having spent the whole day in a public sector office trying to get some information about an order which I am expecting to get, reached home. After procrastination which ran in years, finally was able to kick myself and go the neighbourhood park to do few hundred meter dashes. Coming home turned on the television to find that the collective sensitivity of the nation, also charged by the seventy two year old young man, who bring his disgust with the system which allows the high and mighty, to public view.

Too bad that I saw the news only late in the evening when it was too late to join in for the candle light protest. I have been writing on this blog mostly, soft, parenting blogs, but like the dust which sits on your tongue after you have been through a sand storm, the storm created by the demand for the Lokpal bill in right format, I felt I had to write this. I am particularly emboldened by the fact that the government, its utter dislike for anyone pointing out that this is no longer a monarchy, has not been able to bring about the blog-gagging bill. People are flowing on the streets close to the parliament from all walks of life, and for a change, these are the people who are walking in complete awareness of what they are walking for, not for hundred rupees a day, not for free lunch and trip to the city of Delhi on the other side of the socio-economic divide.
I feel the scent of Jasmine in air (the kind which swept in the middle east), and I hope, I am not dreaming. This smell is intoxicating, otherwise inconsistencies like the details of toothless lokpal bill cause nothing but a wry, cynical smile and sense of helplessness which you throw back of your consciousness as you make a call to the bank to know of few thousand of rupees of interest that your salary has earned you on which you want to compute taxes to avoid tax authority hassles. Hassle they will, of course, because they can not study your case on google as they did for Hassan Ali. Hope to join in tomorrow, I in any case, missed the JP movement, simply because was too young to understand then.
Close your eyes and take a deep breath, it sure is Jasmine. Come friends, smell the Jasmine, before it gets crushed under the big boots of power.

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Unknown said…
I fully agree with your view point, everybody things about why to take the initiative when we all are suffering from this swallowing monster. they forgot that everybody is thinking in the same lines. There are very few people who starts and give a spark. It was very nice to see you saket writing on such issues.
April 7, 2011 at 6:47 AM
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