Saturday, 7 March 2015

Personality Driven Politics: A Contradictory truth of today’s India


On 14th February 2015, it was a sunny morning in Delhi. Thousands of people flocked to a rally at historical Ramlila Maidan, not because they were asked to, but because they wanted to be a part of the jubilation, the ecstasy of a victory, the celebration of a man who had created history. And the moment in which the man himself arrived, the crowd which was holding its breath for long, roared in approval. The decibel levels reached a feverish pitch with the crowd chanting in unison. Yes, here the man is none other than Arvind Kejriwal, Chief Minister of Delhi.

The whole nation has witnessed the same charisma for Narendra Modi during the 2014 general elections. This throws up an important question. Has the electorate evolved over vote bank politics and has moved towards leader driven politics?

Be it Narendra Modi, Arvind Kejriwal, Nitish Kumar or Jayalalitha, they all possess some sort of magnetism which attracts people towards them. Be it on a national level or state level, all the elections won by any of the parties have one common thing; the party having the more face value won the election. And this is the reason, day by day Congress is downgrading to its lowest since formation because it has failed to build up Rahul Gandhi as leader of the masses.

Even if you could bring your attention towards the slogans chooses by parties during elections; ‘Har Har Modi’, ‘Abki Baar Modi Sarkar’, ‘Paanch Saal Kejriwal’, etc makes convincing that election nowadays fought in-between personalities not parties or ideologies.

It is well understood that people have become more mature with their political understanding and now they want a credible leader. But that credibility should be counted by the way in which leader follows his party’s ideology? What’s happening is completely different, wherever elections have won on a leader’s face value, that leader is dictating and deciding on which ideology the party and government will run.

Many think that Narendra Modi has come like a savior for BJP and is being too lucky for the party but later in time, people will realize its consequences. BJP, largely described as ‘Party with a Difference’ has completely lost all of its ‘Differences’ under Modi’s rule. There remains no democracy inside the party, galaxy of leadership has been sidelined and it will not be premature to say now ‘Modi is BJP & BJP is Modi’. It speaks a lot about a party largely known as a political offshoot of Rashtriya Swayamsevak Sangh.

It’s not just about BJP, every other political party works under a ‘Boss’ these days. It would suffice to say that the outcome of all recent elections was largely polarized by the voter’s faith in one man. A political pundit will tell you that Indira Gandhi and her son Rajiv Gandhi had done it in the past. But it was past and India has seen so many colors of politics after that.

However, this might be the beginning of a new era in Indian politics. An era where individual leaders with public backing might be more influential than a group of convincing leaders, where the concentration of leadership in the hands of a select few might be the way forward, where coalitions might not make as much sense as they used to, where the electorate is more volatile and demanding than ever.


With a great mandate comes an even greater level of expectation.

Friday, 6 February 2015

दिल्ली चुनाव, 'आप' और हम !


अगले कुछ ही घंटों में देश की राजधानी दिल्ली के लोग अपनी सरकार का चुनाव करने के लिए मतदान स्थल की ओर कूच करना शुरू कर देंगे| कहने को तो दिल्ली एक बेहद ही छोटा राज्य है मगर पूरे देश के लोग वहां के राजनीतिक हालात पे नज़र बनाये हुए हैं| ये कहना अतिश्योक्ति नहीं होगा के 2015 का दिल्ली विधानसभा चुनाव आज़ाद भारत के सबसे रोमांचक चुनावों में से एक है| कारण साफ़ है इन चुनावों में एक छोटे से कद काठी वाले ‘आम आदमी’ अरविन्द केजरीवाल ने देश की दो सबसे ताकतवर और पुरानी राजनीतिक पार्टियों की जड़ों को हिला दिया है|

कुछ ही महीने पहले जनता का अभूतपूर्व समर्थन लेकर देश की सत्ता में काबिज़ होने वाले नरेन्द्र मोदी की चमक भी अरविन्द केजरीवाल के सामने फीकी पड़ती हुई दिख रही है| चुनावी सर्वेक्षण भी बता रहे हैं की तीन साल पहले जन्मी ‘आम आदमी पार्टी’ अपने नेता अरविन्द केजरीवाल के नेतृत्व में अगली सरकार बनाने जा रही है| लेकिन जनता के मिजाज़ को टटोल पाना इतना आसन नहीं है, अभी भी ऊँट किसी भी करवट बैठ सकता है|

दरअसल दिल्ली एक ऐसा शहर है जहां देश के हर राज्य, वर्ग, धर्म, जात का काफी अच्छे अनुपात में प्रतिनिधित्व है और इसी कारण दिल्ली को ‘लघु भारत’ भी कहा जाता है| इसी कारण से यहाँ के राजनीतिक हालत बाकी राज्यों से काफी भिन्न हैं| यहाँ क्षेत्र और धर्मं के नाम पर लामबंदी करना काफी मुश्किल है और शायद इसी वजह से यहाँ पर मुद्दों के आधार पर चुनाव लड़ने का चलन है|

मुद्दे इस बार भी है और शायद वही हैं जो हर चुनाव में होते है| लेकिन इस बार हालात थोड़े से भिन्न हैं क्योंकि इस बार सीधी लड़ाई केजरीवाल और मोदी के बीच है| वैसे तो मोदी देश के प्रधानमंत्री हैं लेकिन दिल्ली चुनाव उनके लिए प्रतिष्ठा का सवाल बन चुका है| मुकाबला कांग्रेस से होता और हार जाते तो शायद फिर भी पचा लेते लेकिन 3 साल पहले जन्मी आम आदमी पार्टी से पराजित होना उन्हें भी किसी हालत में मंजूर नहीं होगा|

दूसरी और आम आदमी पार्टी और अरविन्द केजरीवाल अपनी पुरानी गलतियों से सबक लेकर जनता का खोया विश्वास वापस जीतते हुए दिख रहे हैं| ज्यादातर राजनीतिक पंडित भी आम आदमी पार्टी की जीत की भविष्यवाणी कर रहे हैं| अगर आम आदमी पार्टी दिल्ली का दंगल जीत लेती है तो शायद अरविन्द केजरीवाल आने वाले समय में देश के महत्त्वपूर्ण नेताओं के श्रेणी में सबसे आगे खड़े नज़र आएँगे| कारण साफ है की दिल्ली की जीत उन्हें राष्ट्रीय पटल पे एक नयी पहचान दिलाएगी|

मैं (और शायद आप भी) दिल्ली के मतदाता नहीं हैं फिर भी हमारे लिए दिल्ली विधासभा चुनाव काफी महत्त्वपूर्ण हैं| आज देश में विपक्ष की हालत बहुत कमज़ोर है, या यूँ कहें की विपक्ष बिलकुल ‘दन्त विहीन’ है| देश की सबसे पुरानी पार्टी कांग्रेस तो इस लायक भी नहीं बची की संसद में ‘विपक्ष के नेता’ का पद अपने पास रख सके| दिल्ली की जीत देश को ‘आम आदमी पार्टी’ के रूप में एक मजबूत विपक्ष देगी क्योंकि ये कांग्रेस के बाद एकमात्र ऐसी पार्टी है जिसकी मौजूदगी शायद देश के हर कोने में है और इसकी राजनीति बाकी दलों से भी काफी भिन्न है| ‘आप’ की बुनियाद ही राजनीतिक शुचिता और भ्रष्टाचार मुक्त भारत के सपने को साकार करने के लिए पड़ी है और इसके नेता अभी तक तो सही दिशा में जाते दिख रहे हैं|

अरविन्द केजरीवाल की लोकप्रियता आज अपने चरम पर है| भले ही वो पिछले साल बनारस में नरेन्द्र मोदी के खिलाफ चुनाव हार गए हों लेकिन वहां उनको मिले लाखों वोट इस बात को दर्शातें हैं की देश के बाकी हिस्सों में भी उनकी आवाज़ सुनी जाती है| मैंने कई बार कुछ तठस्थ लोगों से अरविन्द केजरीवाल पे बात की और मेरे उन निजी वार्तालापों के आधार पे जो एक राय बनी वो केजरीवाल को ‘नायक’ का दर्जा देने के लिए काफी है| पहला, लगभग सभी लोग (उनके घोर आलोचक भी) इस बात पे सहमत दिखते हैं की अरविन्द केजरीवाल इमानदार व्यक्ति हैं| जब भ्रष्टाचार हमारे देश की जड़ों को खोखला कर रहा हो तब एक इमानदार नेता की मौजूदगी राजनीति में विश्वास पैदा करती है| दूसरा, अरविन्द केजरीवाल का व्यक्तित्व जो की देश के एक आम आदमी के समकक्ष है| उनका पहनावा देश के हर आम आदमी को ये विश्वास दिलाता है की ये व्यक्ति हम में से ही कोई एक है|

सही मायने में दिल्ली चुनाव देश के हर नागरिक के लिए महत्वपूर्ण हैं| इन चुनावों के नतीजे अगले एक दशक के राजनीतिक भविष्य की बुनियाद रखेंगे| अगर भाजपा जीतती है तो शायद अगले 10 साल तक मोदी को चुनौती दे पाना किसी के लिए भी आसान नहीं होगा और अगर आम आदमी पार्टी जीतती है तो शायद ये देश में एक नए राजनीतिक युग की शुरुआत होगी|

फैसला दिल्ली की जनता को ही करना है या यूँ कहें की देश की राजधानी होने का सही फ़र्ज़ अब दिल्ली को निभाना है| वहां की जनता का हर एक वोट देश की नयी तस्वीर लिखने में सहायक होगा| अगर आम आदमी पार्टी के 49 दिन के पिछले शासन के आधार पे बात की जाए तो अरविन्द केजरीवाल का मुख्यमंत्री बनना दिल्ली में भ्रष्टाचार के खात्मे की गारंटी होगा| और लाजमी है उनकी जनलाभकारी नीतियों का प्रभाव देश की बाकी राज्य सरकारों पे भी पड़ेगा और इसका सबसे ज्यादा फायदा गरीबों को मिलेगा| याद रखिये आप दिल्ली के वोटर हो या नहीं इससे फर्क नहीं पड़ता लेकिन इन चुनावों का नतीजा आपके जीवन को जरुर प्रभावित करेगा| 

Sunday, 1 February 2015

Arvind Kejriwal: Common Man's Hearthrob and a Walking Revolution

In the year 2011, an angry young man wearing long old shirts and pants appeared on TV screens with the sayings which are close to a common man’s heart. He, along with Anna Hazare took a stand against corruption and started fighting for an independent body ‘Lokpal’. We all know him as Arvind Kejriwal, Former Chief Minister of Delhi and having a resemblance of an ordinary educated middle class man, firmly aligned with values like justice, equality, truth and transparency. He is also the most lingering personality who has proactively occupied Indian media in last 4 years.

The faith and credibility which he earned among the common people are the domino effect of the sacrifices which he made during his early stage of life. Reminiscences of a Man who has studied from prestigious IIT, got a job at Tata Steel and later worked as an IRS officer, what else has remained after achieving all this for a common middle class Indian. But for Arvind all these accomplishments were not sufficient as he had some other plans in his mind.

Arvind left the job at Tata Steels as he found the same was not his cup of tea. He considered joining Indian Administrative Services could give him a chance to enter into the system and to give back something to the society. Just after giving the exams, he went to Kolkata and joined the Ramakrishna Mission and Nehru Yuva Kendra. It was to some degree out of the box as everybody around him was planning to go abroad to earn money, but he had his own beliefs and he was so desperate to work for the social cause.

While working as an IRS officer, he started an NGO ‘Parivartan’ and it was his first footstep towards the larger pictures for which he was looking for. Later he quit IRS also and dedicates himself completely in the social work. Arvind won the Ramon Magsaysay Award for Emergent Leadership in 2006 for his contribution to the enactment of the Right to Information Act and for his efforts to empower the poorest citizens of India.

As his father Gobind Ram Kejriwal, a retired engineer, describes Arvind settled uneasily into life as a bureaucrat. Unlike the other officers he worked with, Kejriwal refused to use peons; he cleaned his own desk and emptied his own dustbin. He avoided office parties and other social gatherings, preferring to sit at a nearby tea stall. Arvind doesn’t celebrate his own birthday or those of his two children. He is full of fury against the corrupt system is where the poor getting poorer and rich is getting richer.

Life is full of miracles and this short little man has more to achieve. In the year 2012, after getting frustrated with the government’s unwillingness to bring a strong Lokpal bill, he formed Aam Aadmi Party and in the span of a year he has successfully been able to become the CM of Delhi state. After ruling Delhi for successful 49 days, he resigned from his post of CM as his government does not have the majority in assembly to pass the laws which they promised in their manifesto. His decision to quit the government has been criticized by a large section of people and that anger cost his party too to lose badly in 2014 general elections.

Arvind has transformed his rage against the corrupt system in a more logical way to attain his aspiration of a real democracy where people have all the rights in their hands. No doubt, he has a vision, but not aids which can help him to reach as many as people. Arvind single handedly managed to fight with the most powerful political guns of India and the strength that conspired him to stand firmly in every situation came from the rage which he has against the current political system.

He demonstrates what is called “Bottom to top” approach, a style that focuses, primarily, on the growth and well being of its people and its communities. While traditional politics generally involve “Top to bottom” approach where the exercise of power done for their own benefits.

Now again, Delhi is on the verge of elections and Arvind Kejriwal’s fate will get decided by election results. He is trying hard to win the lost trust of people and opinion polls are showing that slowly and steadily his words have started getting acknowledged. Kejriwal seems pleased with the success of his campaign strategy and confident enough of winning the trust of people in the form of votes. 

The glamour of Arvind Kejriwal’s has made BJP to change those strategies with which they managed to win in the recent past. Modi is no more the center of attraction in these elections, but the issues are. In fact, the entire Modi cabinet is trying hard to beat a man who calls himself a ‘Common Man’. In a way, Kejriwal has won, not electorally but morally.   

Sunday, 16 November 2014

A Night . . .

And here comes a night
Stars showering up the light
Shadows are playing ball
Time creep up a celestial wall

Legs dangle
Shoulders jostle
A husky voice passes through the ear
Fingers unerringly seeking very near

Fresh air giving me breath
All worries getting end
Wings are ready to give me a fly
Into the sky very high

Things happening just because of her
A friend indeed cum cheer
Giving me joy making life burled
Proving innocence still left in this cunning world.

Friday, 11 July 2014

And I saw her ....

And I saw her today
She was looking different
A mask is covering all of her innocence
Like before, her eyes were not talking to my soul
Lips were moving but not for me
She was drunk but not in her original way
Fingers were creeping but not on my hand
She was constantly denying my presence
But my heart was floating within the ranges of tides
Together, we shared many laughs and moments of joy,
Now she is laughing by making fun of me among her friends.
I wondered, why she has changed
My newness has faded, Is that the reason?
But still, my heart constantly jumping to the throat around her
I am choosing her, day after day
It’s difficult to speak to an unfeeling stone, to weep in front of its blank face.
I constantly imagine footsteps, as if she is running to comfort me.  
I know it's just my mind, but my heart gives way to hope.


Sunday, 25 May 2014

She & I . . .

She illuminates the world with the reflected light of full moon night,
I am the darkness of a new moon night.

She is the evening of Paris,
I am the dawn of Banaras.

She has all the colors of the rainbow in her life,
I have a life full of black color type.

She is strong as a rock,
I am weak as molten iron.

She only checks,
I always love.

She is euphoric,
I am melancholic. 

She has a milky white complexion that would put Photoshop a shame,
I am covered with few last ashes of carbon coming out of flame.

She is a river, meandering in and out of my heart,
I am so deserted that she never gives a thought.

She is a goddamn goddess and so hard to describe,
I am way out of her league.  

She is my life,
I am not of her type.

But still “She” & “I” exist in distorted manner,
Trying to become “We” in some sorted manner.
            

Sunday, 30 March 2014

उमीदों की राहें

आजकल अक्सर निकल जाया करता हूँ,  
उन रास्तों को टटोलने जहाँ कभी हम गुज़रा करते थे - 
बहुत सी बातें किया करते थे, 
कुछ सपने बुना करते थे,
लड़ा करते थे, हंसा करते थे और खुल के जिया करते थे |

अब उन रास्तों से गुज़रते हुए - 
मैं सहम जाता हूँ, 
ठहर जाता हूँ, 
उलझ जाता हूँ,  
क्यूंकि मैं खुद को अकेला पाता हूँ | 

राह में कई जगह कुछ बिखरे टुकड़े पड़े मिलते हैं,  
मुझे अपने बीच देख वो भी खिल उठते हैं, 
मैं उन्हें समेट के अपने पास ले आता हूँ, 
और उन्हें जोड़ते-जोड़ते पाता हूँ -
वो कुछ और नहीं, मेरे ही टूटे बिखरे सपने थे |

उन अनजान राहों में - 
आज भी सब कुछ वही है, 
पर कुछ कमी है,
अब वहां रूमानियत नहीं, गुस्से और नफरत की दीवारे हैं, 
अब वहां तुम नहीं, सिर्फ तुम्हारी यादें हैं |  

पर फिर भी चला जाता हूँ उन राहों पर, 
उम्मीद लिए, कि कभी वो रास्ते मुझे तुम तक ले जाएँ, 
नफरतों की दीवारें बिखर जाएँ, 
टूटे सपने फिर से जुड़ जाएँ, 
एक नयी शुरुआत हो जाए, और हम फिर से एक हो जाएँ |

Friday, 28 March 2014

Aspects of Loving Her

Love is like the wind, you can't see it, but you can feel it. Love is the most beautiful thing happened to anybody. There is never a time or place for true love. It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single flashing, throbbing moment. It happened only when you find someone who can truly turn your world around.

Loving her gave me the most precious moments of my life. God was really kind to me for giving me such a beautiful experience. Loving her means to feel proud to have her part of my life.

Loving her gave me that courage to share all those things which I have never shared with another soul. I shared my hopes for future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at me. I engaged her in all of my dreams.

Loving her means to keep her as the first thought in mind when I wake up and the last thought when I sleep. Even while sleeping her angelic part always plays well with my inner demons.

Loving her means having my entire day lit up by just getting a “Good Morning” text from her. Doesn’t matter how many obstacles are waiting for me during the day, but her spark is enough to keep my moral high. I always keep her with me in my thoughts while doing every little thing. Whenever I had something to cheer about, she was the first one whom I want to speak out to share my overflooded energetic dancing emotions.

Loving her cause my eyes to get cemented whenever I find her in front of mine. It was a real joy to see how sunshine plays with her hair, how her little eyes generate twinkle which could make the stars feel low in full moon night, how her smile turn up all the dead flowers, how her sweet voice constrain earth to dance on its axis. I never understood how a small mole on her cheek could become so much inviting.

Loving her makes my every prayer in front of god comprise of only one wish i.e. to be with her. She is a miracle that can happen to only few lucky people and I am the one. She is beautiful - not only in looks but in every single aspect of being a girl.

Loving her gave me the true meaning of my life. In her light, I learnt how to love. In her beauty, I started making poems. I was amazed when I noticed you in that way for the very first time, not because of your beauty, but because of the fact that everything I have ever wanted was right there in front of my eyes.

Loving her makes me to cherish moments of that kiss which actually never happened. But that kiss was memorable in ways - It was part of long husky conversations, It was part of few casual promises, it was part of a balloon dream, it was part of those feelings which were never expressed, it was the only kiss that we shared in pictures and videos. Many times, that kiss still helped me out to surpass the feeling of basorexia.

Loving her means to get jealous and mad whenever any other guy talks to her because you never want anybody else to know how good she is.

Loving her was never easy. I don’t know how to put everything into words or there are enough words to describe those emotions. You wish things would turn out how you want them to but loving her means being okay when those expectations fall apart.


Loving her essentially understands that some part of mine will always want her, the good, the bad and the ugly, that a little part of me will always love her. Because after all, in loving her, I had and will only ever give her the best of me. The things that seem insignificant to most people such as silly words, songs or drive become invaluable treasures kept safe in my heart to cherish forever.


Wednesday, 5 March 2014

Why I write ?

It has been long enough I haven't written anything. I tried my best to pursue this art of mine but got failed every time. Why? Why I am unable to convey in words about what I actually feel? Have I lost that art of putting everything into words? Or Have I lost all my emotions and became tough? From last few days I am asking all these questions from myself.

To find out all the answers today I travelled back into that time when I wrote my first poem. I started writing to put out all my emotions into papers. There are times that push you to write, emotions have to ooze out that you just cannot contain them. Feelings are everywhere and there is an urgency to share, to put it down. Isn’t writing so beautiful? It is so pure, it is real and it is for an eternity.

Writing is the shortest way to seek peace. While writing you always talk to yourself, there are several questions you ask from yourself and you seek their answers within self. Several thoughts bombarded into your minds, eyes get covered with flashbacks and you start travelling on the wonderful path consisting of imaginary scenes. While writing you can design your own world, you can explore all the things for which you are afraid of, you can write to be the characters that you are not and most importantly you can write to give yourself strength. Writing gives you courage to spell out everything without even worrying about other’s consent. You write and other people follow you.

There are several topics on which you can write like about your dreams, passion, love, history, current happenings, etc but the basic ingredient of writing is inspiration. You must possess some inspiration to write, without inspiration it is very tough to design your inner thoughts. Luckily I had that inspiration with me when I wrote my first poem but unfortunately with time it faded away and so as my reason to write. But I will write, I have to write, just to keep my promise alive.

People come and go but in words you can keep them close to yourself forever. Memory too, faded away with time but with words you can keep moments alive. While writing you can paint a picture of your's with the one who gives you the sheer happiness of the world. You can stare on those well crafted words with a thought "Sometimes, you just look at things you know you can never have....".

Tuesday, 4 February 2014

A Lost Way

Darkness surrounds me
Storm of emotions burning my soul
Feeling so hateful to myself
Is there any sunshine to light my way?

I am shattered
Head is clouded with gloomy thoughts
Want to disappear with eyes bloodshot
Aimless running is a better option.

On the way, cold wind touched my face
My mood swings
Images of recent good moments passing through my eyes
Leaving me in feeling of half crying half laughing.

In feeble trembled voice, I shouted -
“I would not cry”,
“I want to smile”,
“I want to live a life full of vibrant colors in it”;

Again a new question emerges out of my mind
“Do I have any reason to smile?”
Mood swings again
And I realized I was in illusion from past few days;

I am succumbed
I am so insignificant to this world
Suffocation giving me thousand deaths every single second
Feathers! Please help me to fly.

No! Says Feathers
Reminding me of the joys their red color had felt recently
Their fragrance holds me tight making my face stoic
Those thoughts left me devastated as they were part of an illusion

I am so helpless now
My mind is blank
Is there anyone to hold my arm?
As I am heading towards A Lost Way !