Skip to main content

A nearly-young Cabinet

I am retracting with some satisfaction my statement that our Cabinet is old. To me it doesn't matter which party comes to power, as long as the persons in power do their job. And I presume it is the same with the majority of educated people in the land who care to have an opinion about politics. The young have entered the Colosseum of politics; they may choose to look in the eye of the lions called corruption or hug them as allies. 
Most youth leaders like Agatha Sangma (daughter of P.A. Sangma and youngest Minister), Sachin Pilot, Praneet Kaur (wife of former Punjab CM Amarinder Singh) belong to political families. It is to be presumed that they are well-versed in the political game. Our eyes and hope must reside on new entrants like Shashi Tharoor. But once entered, he too may get sucked into the whirlpool of diplomacy. We, the ever-hopefuls, wait for change; it doesn't really matter which party brings it, with good intentions of course.  

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Two separate questions

Guess I am out of touch with everything right now, so no blog entry for many days. From many days, a question is bothering me. I haven't found a satisfactory answer yet. So I'll write it down here. Maybe anybody who reads this may know the answer. "Just because we are journalists, writers, opinion creators and thinkers, do we have the right to judge others? Either personally or professionally?" I think we don't have the right to judge a person, even if we are right. But as writers, we would have to judge others whether we like it or not. And it's very difficult forcing people to think, but that's what we are doing or pretending to be doing right? Another question: "How come life is so simple if you just let it live by itself without bothering much and so complicated if you try to manipulate it or even understand it?" Blessed are the ignorant. We who can understand everything, try not to let anything go by without understanding and thus miss the b

Why?

I miss the complexity of the book and am tired of the predictability of people. Reading each page of a book takes you to a different realm, and often surprises you with its observations. I agree books are written by people, but why do people remain predictable in life and unpredictable in fiction? 

The next step forward

“ What is the feeling when you're driving away from people, and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? It's the too huge world vaulting us, and it's goodbye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.” -- Jack Kerouac (American Poet and Novelist) From what I have seen and admired in humans, they are eternal optimists. Goodbyes seem to break us, but we straighten up and walk, holding our head high, blinking away our tears. And as regards the specks of people dispersing, when something moves away, something else comes near. Guess that's how laws of nature move. If a time comes when nothing else comes near, it's when we will become really alone; alone to live and love life without any reason, taking the next step forward.