The politico is the new killer of the tiller. It has always been the case indirectly, but for the first time the scene of crime has political fingerprints all over it. What a morbid irony that a protest to protect the farmer should end up prying out his life! Distressed by debt and crop damage, Gajendra Singh Rathore climbed up a neem tree during a rally at Kejri’s happy hunting home ground Jantar Mantar and hung himself in full public view after abundant notice of his intent. Kejri continued the meeting, and then blamed Delhi police for not acting on time!
While you were away …
Welcome back. That is assuming you are really back. Those footages bear a striking resemblance to as we remember you when you left India/Delhi/home/mama’s side (assumptions all) two months ago. That is assuming you left when it was reliably assumed you had left to wherever one assumes. Poor thing, you must have felt really lonely, assuming you were alone.
Rationed Rationalism
I was deeply disappointed by the Dravidar Kazhagam’s decision (double-back?) to put off (call off?) the Thali cutting program (protest?). Maybe the date was inauspicious or probably Periyar’s parivar had more pressing problems. I was looking forward to see the modus operandi and participants, for some grist this week. In any case, whatever the fate of that project, I stand provoked. You can read this now or await Veeramani’s next call … whenever it comes(?)!
The complexion complex
Who said there is no fairplay in politics? Rather, all is ‘fair’ in this art of possible too. Sure, the raging debate, albeit skin deep, is an unfair diversion from real issues like sizes of tobacco warnings or of Marans’ frozen assets. But as our netas are so worked up over complexion, it is in fairness of things we prajas chip in too.
