Two days back electricians were fiddling with the transformer near my bedroom.The jarring scraping sound of metal worked upon by metallic saw and sparks flying from a joint stopped thereafter .The stereo fonic tapping's on my ceiling that can be compared to the piercing jabs administered by mahouts with their sharp and small axes on the elephants they ride to control it lost its intensity and became muffled.I think it was on the day-Saturday ,late in the morning that the much touted ordinances on graft was sought to be hurried through ,was being considered but dropped by the cabinet in the evening and news flashed that elections would be announced soon.
.I wrote my diary that morning after a lapse of nearly 10 days ! The trigger was the killing of policemen by naxals in Chattisgarh and i linked that news item in the daily to my blog on big brother because of the earlier genuine link and felt absolutely frustrated at being constantly needled so as to vent my emotions directly on the blog which is public ,[which normally i never would do so ], that could be detriment to others lives and wished fervently that a strong leader would emerge in the coming elections who would wipe out this Maoist menace that is eating lives and development ,from India and ended it saying had enough of their deadly harkatens--mischiefs.By writing this first thing in the morning on a crucial image makeover day ,probably i signalled the end of this regime hence the futility to who ever was fondly nursing a dramatic comeback .I suppose the carefully stoked aggression went haywire and boomeranged.Soon after i wrote this the maid washed the stairs symbolically, since she does it only on Sundays and left my portion in the landing with the kolam [rangoli] intact, whilst washing off 2 other neighbours.
So part of my torture is over .Some sick politician was bent on screwing my mind non stop to derive inspiration/josh with a sickening perversion from my latent aggression stoked to exploding point deliberately by constant provocations that reached its peak in the kharbode incident that conveniently co incided with the prolonged indecisiveness in govt formation in Delhi by AaP. Hope that creep goes to hell.In comparison,the other tortures sort of pale into insignificance.[ on reading this nectar must be flowing into pf/ kgb and co 's beings[worthless /spineless /conscience less scums] for providing the proof of their loyalty and sycophancy to their political masters-
The next part of my torture viz constantly watching my every move through cameras should be at the most 2 months away when this govt concedes defeat ad the next takes over with the hope that the next one would have a confident leader at the helm who wouldn't take recourse to such or continue with this shady practise that is at once demeaning to any person leading the country of a billion as well as dehumanising a citizen.
If the utterly ethic less media persists i 'll get a private electrician to remove the spy cams bugs etc who will be amenable without the threat of a central agency hanging over his head.Even if that fails ofcourse there is the police ,amenable and considerate politician,etc.yeah yeah ppts jump in joy i have mentoned you all at least once favourably and indicated my slight inclination to surrender to the almightyswrapped in their own importance tch tch what a fall what a fall or rather what a insecurity that needs constant reassurance from a very ordinary person like me and you ppts are supposed to lead us all fearlessly from the front !
There is a saying in Tamil --Passithalum puli pulai thinadhu meaning A tiger will not eat grass even if it is starving.Hope this saying holds good to the next supreme political cum governmental leader of this country.
.I wrote my diary that morning after a lapse of nearly 10 days ! The trigger was the killing of policemen by naxals in Chattisgarh and i linked that news item in the daily to my blog on big brother because of the earlier genuine link and felt absolutely frustrated at being constantly needled so as to vent my emotions directly on the blog which is public ,[which normally i never would do so ], that could be detriment to others lives and wished fervently that a strong leader would emerge in the coming elections who would wipe out this Maoist menace that is eating lives and development ,from India and ended it saying had enough of their deadly harkatens--mischiefs.By writing this first thing in the morning on a crucial image makeover day ,probably i signalled the end of this regime hence the futility to who ever was fondly nursing a dramatic comeback .I suppose the carefully stoked aggression went haywire and boomeranged.Soon after i wrote this the maid washed the stairs symbolically, since she does it only on Sundays and left my portion in the landing with the kolam [rangoli] intact, whilst washing off 2 other neighbours.
So part of my torture is over .Some sick politician was bent on screwing my mind non stop to derive inspiration/josh with a sickening perversion from my latent aggression stoked to exploding point deliberately by constant provocations that reached its peak in the kharbode incident that conveniently co incided with the prolonged indecisiveness in govt formation in Delhi by AaP. Hope that creep goes to hell.In comparison,the other tortures sort of pale into insignificance.[ on reading this nectar must be flowing into pf/ kgb and co 's beings[worthless /spineless /conscience less scums] for providing the proof of their loyalty and sycophancy to their political masters-
The next part of my torture viz constantly watching my every move through cameras should be at the most 2 months away when this govt concedes defeat ad the next takes over with the hope that the next one would have a confident leader at the helm who wouldn't take recourse to such or continue with this shady practise that is at once demeaning to any person leading the country of a billion as well as dehumanising a citizen.
If the utterly ethic less media persists i 'll get a private electrician to remove the spy cams bugs etc who will be amenable without the threat of a central agency hanging over his head.Even if that fails ofcourse there is the police ,amenable and considerate politician,etc.yeah yeah ppts jump in joy i have mentoned you all at least once favourably and indicated my slight inclination to surrender to the almightyswrapped in their own importance tch tch what a fall what a fall or rather what a insecurity that needs constant reassurance from a very ordinary person like me and you ppts are supposed to lead us all fearlessly from the front !
There is a saying in Tamil --Passithalum puli pulai thinadhu meaning A tiger will not eat grass even if it is starving.Hope this saying holds good to the next supreme political cum governmental leader of this country.
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