India Sh(Wh)ining.

Its funny ( not the haha funny, but the strange funny) , how certain phases of life could be as dramatic as can be.

 I remember how  I used to love cooking for my family, less than an year ago.  And I know now, how I hate a passion grown over the years now. Simply put, I can't stand in the kitchen for more than five minutes without feeling suffocated , and I can assure you its not the smoke from cooking!

Being back in the place where you were born , and where you grew, after twenty years can be more disillusioning than one can imagine. Either you grew gigantic, or the place shrunk; you cannot be sure...

But one thing you know for sure. Its no pilgrimage or a picnic, going back. In fact, its more like you are a frog who has fallen back into the pond it had scrambled out of , only to realize that the stagnant water is more rotten than you ever remember it having been! Sploch! then spreadeagled in dirt , you can only hold your breath as long as you possibly can , and then let the stench permeate your lungs .

Welcome to the shit land!

Speaking of which, looking a little further, one can see is that despite the progress, mankind seems to be slipping to deterioration with each passing day. My friend Ivan was speaking of corruption of the Indian government  in my comment box. This, is no news to anyone. In fact, corruption is rampant all around the world, varying only by degrees.

The only thing that baffles me about India is , how blatantly open the politicians have become about using the skewed methods to capture the vote banks. In the recently being held Panchayat elections ( village level) , the candidates are gaining support of the public, by distributing Hootch (local made liquor which is so bad that it corrodes the liver and even kill some people instantly sometimes) to the voters. There have been truck loads of Hootch arriving from various states where it is produced illegally , and people are falling over them like hungry dogs. Having got their share, they depart , with promise of more after their thumb imprints have firmly stuck before the Vote sign of the provider.

Poisonous liquor has replaced food in India.  They know they are going to die sooner than later. Then why die hungry, and not Hic- Happy?