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Do you feel ?

I was reading Chetan Bhagat's 'One night @ the call centre' this morning. He has used some interesting words and phrases in his book. His observations are also quite interesting. He wonders why politicians never commit suicide when housewives, businessmen, employees and even film stars commit suicide. He himself answers that people commit suicide when they are hurt. But politicians never get hurt because they have no feelings. And this country is run by people who don't feel anything at all. Interesting. Why should they feel nothing? I presume (!) they are human, because a person who was in the midst of us yesterday entered politics today. It is not that they do not have feelings. It is just that when dealing with lakhs of people, they just turn into figures and statistics, to percentages without a face. How can you feel anything towards a graph or a percentage, a mathematical figure? How can you give birth to a feeling towards a faceless, body less mass? It happens not only to politicians, but to all of us. We fall in love with persons, not with numbers. The leaders hardly come closer to any citizen in particular. They cannot, because there are too many.

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