It happens only in India..

It happens only in India. We are a nation living constantly on the emotions, sometimes it may be our sheer apathy to the most goriest of things and sometimes our fierce commotion against trifle incidents defying any sense or logic. Incidentally, we all are living with multitudes of identities with their own idiosyncrasies in constant interplay with the instant stimuli. The news of Tsunami victims forced to sell their kidneys does not evoke even mildest reactions from us but alleged racism with one of our Bollywood actresses in “Foren land” leaves even the biggest leaders throwing tantrums. Then, we see an ocean of people running like chickens without head in the “Biggest Marathon on the World” for some cause- even not remembered till the finish line . Cheer for the indomitable spirit of Nation. Still we are the most sadist people on this planet; Who knows it more than our “Dada”; living each day to the “Bare it all” public gaze, fighting it out every match like a Gladiator just to die another day. As much the happiness or pain is some one else, that much is better for our own consumption. Our own pain sucks and happiness is far and few. So, what is this which is keeping us alive - the original sin of voyeurism or our indifference to every other thing which is not “mine”. There are no answers except telltale signs left by some stories. Saddam’s execution at furthest land leaves us high and dry and we smile gleefully when Bush somberly says in his annual address, “we cannot defeat in Iraq…..”. The daily dose of Newspaper means being updated with the latest body count in Bagdad as much as the temperature of the City where we live. The triumphant Sania at Tennis Court leaves us punching our hands and Shehwag is just another failed guy from the pantheons of “Our Heroes”. It’s all Greeks for us when our President talks so passionately about making India a developed country by 2020.
We have become master of playing hide and seek with the world sometimes ignoring it, sometimes blowing it out of proportion. We are constantly making and breaking the worlds of others, never minding that there is someone at some other place waiting to see you on wrong foot. On that day, you will be fodder to move him a bit. Check it out. What has kept you moving so far…