The arrogant insolence; A letter to Priyanka Vadhra
Ah! The arrogance of it! You would live a imperial life in a free government accommodation, travel across continents at tax payer’s cost, whizz past all security checks like an extra constitutional authority for five years, and at elections time, land up in dirty, dark & stinking lanes of Amethi, armed with tear jerker stories of your ancestors, fake graciousness & temporarily worn Indianness, to save your kid brother from losing his seat and believe that the voter would get swayed by the dimples, flashing smiles & handloom saaris? In your arrogance, you may still believe, but at your own peril, that the innocent Amethi voter is still willing to get exploited by fake royalty. Your kid brother who has no achievement to his credit other than being born in Gandhi family, has failed consistently in all that he has undertaken in life, cannot muster courage to speak in Parliament, cannot face a fixed interview, runs to you; the elder sibling at slightest troub...