Along
with every dusk , arrive the mosquitoes to feast on my blood. It's
been a practice so long that I really miss them during the winter
months. Though having been branded the carriers of numerous diseases
they tend to hurt you just twice -first when they sting you and the
second when they withdraw- very much like the injection given by the
pretty nurse at the clinic. They are very much sure of what they are
doing. they leave you alone once they have their fill. It may not be
nice to have them around but far better than having their distant
cousins- the Flies.
I
can't think of anything which irks me more than a fly. More than its
greater capacity to transmit diseases, it is it's displayed greed and
ambiguity that irks me and that too in broad daylight. A fly can be
rarely found in the less-lighted part of the day. This characteristic
of the fly makes it irksome and more harmful as it tends to play
with my sensitivities. The irritation caused by a fly to my
sensitivities is most likely to be passed on either as a verbal or
physical action. So quite obviously,I prefer mosquitoes to flies.
Now, why am I talking of mosquitoes and flies? Obviously it is
relevant to the present turmoil the country is witnessing. We, the
ordinary citizens who have no say in whatever happens in or to the
country are the flies and the routinely fresh controversies doled out
by our leaders(not only politicians, they include imminent persons of
the society as well who are looked up to for solutions) are the
leftovers given in parts. During the independence, it was about
Muslims, then Pakistan, China for a brief period,back to Pakistan
again, then Bangladesh. After depleting all the external resources,
we have now started pointing guns at those within the the boundary of
the country- courtesy the leaders.
Every
time a leader raises a slogan, the people echo it without even giving
it a thought and strangely it isn't the uneducated people who do it
but the educated urban middle class who has of late become the
synonym of the “common man”. The same “common man” who time
and again elects the same person to represent him in the parliament,
who throng the public meeting like flies to waste in the form of the
same old tall promises. And thereafter protest against the actions of
the representative once he is elected.
The
elected people, being from the same ambiguous “common man” too
act with the same ambiguity. They continue with the same fly like
behaviour, the “common man” being at the receiving end this time.
They cause the same irritation as a fly by their actions- both verbal
and physical whose instances are numerous.
For
the conditions to improve in this country, the electorate have to be
sure of what and how much they want-much like the mosquitoes and
elect only those who can matter. I know its an utopia,but who knows
dreams may turn true.