Paranoia

On a journey that was supposed to take only 30 minutes, although taking twice the time, all I could see on the road, watching through the window was CHAOS and CRISIS.

The inception to all these was the power shortage and the scheduled power cuts across India. While cities like Chennai, Bangalore had only two hours of the power cut, places like Tuticorin, Coimbatore experienced the wrath of the TNEB with power cut up to 12hours.

Adding to the list of crisis was the water shortage which was more imminent in Bangalore, which is now so full of software companies and malls that residents have had to compulsorily go in for external supply. Houses are being built across every inch of space available thereby adding salt to the wound.

Okay now moving over; I’m eighteen and I, like every Tom Dick and Harry had a dream of getting a bike and a license so that I need not walk always.//you might all say walking is okay as using a bike causes pollution and crap, well it’s not possible to walk in Chennai in the month of April, May…//But now, the dream is nowhere near to reality. With the prices of petrol shooting up overnight and the limited availability has resulted in the increase of prices in everything, right from auto fare to the income tax rise, and not to forget the long queues outside the petrol bunks. It is sad to see the international oil prices go down whereas here in India we have a shortage and costs are on upward spiral.

An eternal problem, in India there are Engineering colleges in almost every street and we produce the maximum number of Engineers, yet we’re far behind in development. I have always had this insecurity of ending up without a job for there are enough people. There exists an imbalance, surplus people and job deficits. This has not only created an atmosphere of division but also to the era of malnourishment and poverty.

While we keep pointing fingers at others and are happy to let them take the responsibility, there really is never an end to this entire crisis. We have never really stood up to any cause that actually is worth all our time. We are content in watching a staged show. We are greatly elated in watching the Indian Premier League when we very well know there is no cricket involved in it. The league is just like a circus where each match is an act.

The league is watched by the division-ed upper and certain middle classes whereas the lower class is not greatly connected with the tournament. The league is just another way to rob our money and time.

 I am not against cricket; it’s just that I don’t think IPL is cricket. Cricket as a sport I enjoy when played between countries. Even the lower classes are connected with the sport when the national team is in action. The IPL has contributed a lot to the era of division based on money.

A winning parade?

We bloody waste our power like this and the Government expects to find solutions in scheduled power cuts.  Our Government is continuing to do what they are good at, taking things from the common man and giving it to undeserving idiots.

It’s even sadder to watch political ass holes like Mamta Banerjee stooping down to such low level by honouring a team that has effectively done nothing but win a staged show.

 With the resources being depleted at a rapid rate and the power concentrated in the hands of few, is it going to be the end of the world as we know it?

Staring at the signal (red) and seeing the countdown, I could only relate it to the wait for destruction, to chaos and to the very END as predicted by the Mayans; with each second in sync with my heart beat!

P.S. I very badly wanted to bring in IPL.