An island called TN

A tour to North India last week came as reconfirmation of my long held view — not about our north but TN. The State hardly matters in the national scheme of things. But if you are able to overcome this initial surge of shame, you actually feel relieved you are not in ‘stiffling’ TN and that is the bad part.

Hyperactive activism

Who is an activist? Just about anybody today. That probably is the ultimate symbol of a ‘sound’ democracy, wherein every citizen raises his voice on every issue, pauses for air, and then resumes the charade for a fresh issue, the earlier one having faded under his/her own din over the latest fad. Sign of the times, now.

A march to the past

I am shocked. In fact, I am outraged. Actually, ‘devastated’ would be apt. Summons to Manmohan? Mr Clean, corrupt? No way. If I was in New Delhi I would have hit the streets for the Cong road show, even if it entailed the unseemly idea of walking with Sonia Maino. I am sure Rahul too would have taken a stroll wherever he is holed up, in support of the former PM just as he lent ‘voice’ for Kalavathy.

True Colours

‘Make in India’ is surely a stupendous success in one sector: Unaccounted money. Financial policy is a mockery because much of the economy is still outside the system. And political sleaze is the biggest source, topping the charts, but rarely tapped, while hard-working but careless citizens get routinely raided and officially ripped.