India has seen myriad forms of horse-trading and political back stabbing in its post 1947 history. From the respected Netha going underground with his precious stack of MLAs, who are kept under house arrest till a deal is struck with interested parties, to the honourable MPs being bought with the help of divine God Men and suitcases laden with cash.
Lok Sabha elections 2009 will also throw up interesting and downright comical moments of political bankruptcy and ideological ambiguity. Yesterday, we had the pleasure of watching a former Chief Minister going to meet the leader of the Grand Old Party in a clandestine fashion. The pictures reminded me of criminals and prostitutes who often hide their faces in front of the camera. I cannot understand why the gentle man had to hide himself in such an amateurish fashion. Even I could have done a better job if I wanted to avoid being identified in front of the camera.
More cynical and disturbing trends are being reported from Rampur where Jaya Prada is finding her very dignity as a woman being at stake. Political affiliations apart, I really feel sorry for her. Like the ultimate symbol of wounded woman hood Droupadi, Jaya Prada is being attacked by her own brethren in the presence of those who are obliged to guard her.
I cannot but wonder what the next one week has in store for us, and more importantly, what impact it will have on the future of this great nation.
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