Rape, mayhem and arson everywhere, my world I think went berserk today. Effigies were burnt somewhere and someplace else there were like a couple of cases of rapes reported overnight, corruption charges and counter charges, I live in country where this is nothing new, but still shocks the wits out of me when I see this happen. Money has been the source of the problem or rather the lack of it, people who have it hide behind steel vaults and will not see anyone without an encrypted password.
People who have money have so much of it that they don't know what to do with it, its almost uncanny, where in the world do you see crores 'read tens of millions of rupees spent on grand weddings, thousands of people flown down abroad for the ceremony hosted in ***** hotels for a week. It flows, the alcohol, the music and the women and yet the source is unending.
This bitter cycle of haves and havenots has taken its toll in the heartland where rich farmers sons go around molesting and mauling women who raise their voice against their tyranny, it is seen as and taken pride in if the male dominates the female, there is no thought or rationale to it, just the macho bit and the kick in the mind.
Not just the Rural parts of the country but even urban middle class is in crisis, I believe it is our very identity that is at stake, as hordes of ancient ideas pour in from the villages, couples on the run, men with psycho problems and even women with history of been battered in homes, come running to the cities. Delhi, where I stay has as yet absorbed the impact and remarkably well and will continue to do so.
The urban history is untarnished here, we are people with strong sense of belonging and take pride in their multi-cultural and multi-plural mentality. We continue to sustain aggression against mediocrity of thought.
Seems Only Like Yesterday, I Fell in Love.
People who have money have so much of it that they don't know what to do with it, its almost uncanny, where in the world do you see crores 'read tens of millions of rupees spent on grand weddings, thousands of people flown down abroad for the ceremony hosted in ***** hotels for a week. It flows, the alcohol, the music and the women and yet the source is unending.
This bitter cycle of haves and havenots has taken its toll in the heartland where rich farmers sons go around molesting and mauling women who raise their voice against their tyranny, it is seen as and taken pride in if the male dominates the female, there is no thought or rationale to it, just the macho bit and the kick in the mind.
Not just the Rural parts of the country but even urban middle class is in crisis, I believe it is our very identity that is at stake, as hordes of ancient ideas pour in from the villages, couples on the run, men with psycho problems and even women with history of been battered in homes, come running to the cities. Delhi, where I stay has as yet absorbed the impact and remarkably well and will continue to do so.
The urban history is untarnished here, we are people with strong sense of belonging and take pride in their multi-cultural and multi-plural mentality. We continue to sustain aggression against mediocrity of thought.
Seems Only Like Yesterday, I Fell in Love.
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