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An old Cabinet for old democracy

Yesterday I watched the swearing-in ceremony of the new Cabinet for 15th Lok Sabha. I waited after each Minister swore in that the next one would be a fresh, young face. Well, I was disappointed, so also the other million people who watched it, I presume. One Minister was in a hurry, may be fearing he may miss the chance or the high command may change mind, and even forgot to sign the registry after the oath. Another was in crutches. He needed help, how can he lead a country?; The third was bowing profusely to the decision-makers of the party. She never stood straight till she sat back in her seat. If they do not have the capability to stand up and face the audience at a simple ceremony, how can we expect them to stand up and lead against enemies, internal or otherwise? They are just slaves of a few in power, how can they be the masters?
All those who took the oath yesterday were old, with wavering voice, stooped shoulders and tired and cluttered minds. Our country doesn't have the energy to rear them. We need fresh air soon or else we are bound to suffocate in the old, crumbling mahal called democracy.

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