There will always be ways and means of showing us down as a
collective. And for the most part, they will be true. You can choose a thousand
ways of deprecating the accepted way of life that we have. Again, I’m not
justifying it. I’m just accepting it for what it is. Maybe it is because we
have a very Hobbesian view of things. Maybe it is because of the diverse
demographic that is at the root of the discrepancies, with the progressive liberals
on one side, and the ultra conservatives on another.
Every nation has its ghettos, so do we. Yes, the fact that
the majority is still in a third world rut, can be a tipping point explaining
the clash between the ultra modern and the rustic rudimentary ideologies today.
Every home or a semblance of it has the same raging debate. Sadly, in a house
where one television in the master bedroom is playing a serial where the poor
twenty year old girl needs to be married off quickly because her erstwhile fiancé,
who dumped her because he was a douchebag, or she’s not going to get a suitable
match, ever and in another room, Walter White is cooking meth on a laptop, such
differences are bound to arise. Cataclysmic generational change is always
accompanied with ramifications, the growing distance and divide is just the
cause and effect of the same. Some might pass it off as harmless entertainment, but yeah, it plays its own part. We're a fucking impressionable lot.
There are some who want to get married, wear designer bling
on the wedding, have the picture perfect honeymoon, have kids, and attend
weekends wearing the latest from Tom Ford at Verma uncle’s farmhouse for a wine
tasting thing, then there are also those, who’d just pack up a rucksack, strap
on their boots, and fuck off to the hills. The problem is, they’re reaching
uncompromising ends of the spectrum, where the link is just getting more and
more tense, and you know that its at the point where it may just snap.
But hell, that’s not even the issue here.
The issue is the state of things and how people from
different segments are reacting to it. People say there’s no law and order.
Where else can you flout the speed limit as diligently as you can here? And
seriously, do you mean to tell me that you’ve never crossed the speed limit of
50 in Lutyens’ Delhi? Come on. How many times have you paid your way out of
talking on a cellphone, not wearing a seatbelt, drunk driving, and maybe a
million other offences. How many of you are staying in rented accomodations
with registered lease agreements? Have you never paid a bribe, for electricity
meter issues, back dated insurance, gas connections, and maybe another million
such issues? I think you have. And then, you have the balls to light a fucking
candle and go to fucking India Gate? Seriously. Get a grip. At least don’t
laugh at yourself.
A Godman is accused of rape. He will not be arrested. A fleet of twenty Fortuners will receive him, and you can't do shit. Oh yes, you can. Go light a fucking candle. His son decries the child who was raped. He will not be touched. Time to light another candle. Discuss it on another primetime forum. How many candles will it take for you to fucking see that an approaching wolf will not be deterred by a candle. Jesus.
Accept the darkness that plagues you. Accept that you’re a
nincompoop and that you chose the easy way out all your life, which is why the
nation’s in a shithole today. Understand that the only thing that’ll keep you
from going under if you come across a goon will either be brawn, the telephone
number of the SHO from so and so Police Station, or a sidearm. Its as simple as
living in a failed state of anarchy. And where chaos reigns supreme, you do not
light candles. You douse the lights, stay the fuck home, and hope the wolves
don’t choose your house for fine dining tonight.
Or, as a corollary, become the wolf.
Acceptance is the only key.