Transformer.

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.

My view on bifurcation of Andra -pradesh

My very first reaction on hearing about the decision taken to split AP into two was an emotional -No!It can't be!.Having spent my teen years at Hyderabad  and often taking off to Tirupati a seemandra region and native place of my parents  for summer holidays i just couldn't stomach the split.Wasn't Secundrabad and its twin city Hyderbad the cultural capitol of Andra ?Even if other issues are sorted out like water sharing etc how can a blue blooded Andra ever let go off this emotional attachment to this capitol?

If all this reaction was due to the petrification of  my adolescent sentiments and therefore need to over looked hasn't Hyderabad grown exponentially in past decades as one keeps hearing of a latest IT comp being set up as well as all those hi fi educational insti that have come up there?And all this hasn't been replicated elsewhere in AP.

Unlike Bihar , where Ranchi was since Britishers time the summer capitol of that state and boasted of best schools and already had a bench of high court ,i remember visiting it as early as 1990. so Jharkand  had a made  to order capitol already in existence when it split from bihar.So no problems were encountered .

According to me Hyderabad would be the flash point.And that trs leader has made things worse by asking all those hailing from rest of Andra and serving in govt offices to quit Hyderabad like as if this was a partition between two warring countries!

My suggestion for the sake of the people of seemandra troubled by insecurities at the face of  stubbornness of scheming politicians is to declare Hyderabad as a union territory[the 10 year cooling off is no guarantee that a similar capitol will be developed elsewhere and by then hyd would have grown even more and so will never get to be matched!]  .