Beyond the Ballot Box democracy-Introduction

No society can be stagnant.All in what is a jigsaw puzzle what the human kind have tried to solve and the puzzle still remains scrambled.Be it ,the different political or social ideologies,the 'best suit' for the existing society is tailored to suit its needs and later as the invisible brace of human knowledge expands,the suit is altered to fit the 'new horace' in an empirical manner.The misconstrued concept of accepting the 'new ideological' suit with the old cloth has led often to the clash of ideologies.

The recent speech by Dr.Kamal Hassan at Havard made me think twice about the concept of democracy.And as the thoughts purged my mind with different examples of the erstwhile millennium,yet another punch was added to it when my fellow mate expressed his views about what he refers to as 'True Capitalism'(The views expressed by him Misconceptions of Capitalism ).As I put my brain out as expressed in the previous paragraph,'No one ideology can be suited for the entire world and no fool would deny that'.Restricting my view strictly to the society of India,I compile my thoughts on this topic "Beyond the Ballot Box Democracy" in five chapters.

Introduction:

Most often the term Democracy is defined only by the parameter "Universal Adult Franchise" by a common man.Remember, UK and US were considered democratic irrespective of them granting the voting rights to all its citizens only in the previous century (though declared Democratic in earlier 17th and 19th centuries).So Democracy goes beyond "Adult Franchise".Simply put in by a thin line definition, "ruled by the elected" stands appropriate.Then comes the trouble "elected by whom ?",for theoretical perspective that too stands with an answer,"elected by majority".So "Democracy is a form of government where people elect the ruling class".Finally we reached the definition put in Wikipedia by posing three simple questions.Well,the real practice as we all know is way different from Wikipedia page.

Parameters of  Point Grade:

So how does a Democratic state function and what parameters does it guarantee to consider it to be functioning in a democratic manner.These parameters are enlisted in the 'Constitution of India' which when viewed in a 'non-biased' manner stands so far to be the best written Constitution in the world.The rights and the values guaranteed by our Constitution if when practiced in Spirit beyond the "Ballot Box rights" ,India then will be the 'heaven on earth' to be lived upon.But then,think on a comparative way the human life functions.A day well planned goes in a ruckus because of the very nature of human mind set yielding to parallel plan for the early gain or the needs which sprout from time to time.This 'defacto' of human nature can never be considered a serious fault as we are by birth accustomed to these wave form minds.Introspectively, these changes apply to functioning of the Democracy too.The system with its broad perspective cannot be micromanaged at every level by and large taking into consideration the dynamics of the changing society. All that can be done is the 'Spirit of Constitution ' be realised and its branches be enhanced to adopt to the existing features of the society.To state a few examples, "The famous Intolerance debate", "The Anti-nationalist protests"etc gives us a retrospective view of looking at the spirit of Democracy.

What we think?

Constitution,with 12 Schedules and 22 parts has till date met with 100 Amendments with the last one being the 'Exchange of Conclaves with Bangladesh' which modifies the 'Citizenship' rights of the people in the new territory.So when all such major decisions are codified by Constitution and executed via Parliamentary or Legislative laws at the Union or State level,how can the question of Development still exist our country.This will be the starting question for any civil service aspirant or  a political science or a student from any discipline related to law.The point is ,neither does our education system nor does our daily living provide us the true nature of our Constitutional relish .We have been foretold since our birth that the system is corrupt and as such any such attraction towards changing the system needs your life to be offered as the first pay.The very truth why the younger generation avoid 'True Politics'.Doing justice to this foretold belief is the way in which the system is administered in the current date.The reader may kindly note that I never blame the system for being malfunctioned but the Administration that's being the scrutinised one for the profit of office holders.

With this background in the context,I would like to divide the chapters in this heading "Beyond the Ballot Box' democracy as follows

1.Indian Administrative Ecosystem and its formation

2.A comparative mode -West versus the Rest

3.Socio-capitalism and the way forward

4.The Brains and the drains

5.Way forward approach.

So as a conclusive part of the introduction for those who need a look back at the system and its currently abused status,the roots begins from your reading of the History of Constitution and History of India since 1857.Happy Reading.. 

MINDLESS THOUGHTS

The winter chill holds the spine by fearful cold.When mind wanders more it takes the voice of the ghost and it is the right time for her to convey her thoughts.The midnight clock peep fades away with the dozing of the road side workers but Kiran is awake and that is what Ruchika wants.

Ruchika speaks,

"I am attracted strangely to your room arrangements.Minute details deliver your subtle solitude.Come'on Kiran, let's go for a walk"

"Stop it Ruchika...you don't exist.You are my mind voice and you freak me out at times."Kiran yelled with his larynx restricted base voice.

"Ah...you need me kitty boy.You know you enjoy my company.Don't you?..Get used to my presence.."

"Ruchika..please understand..you don't exist and stop talking to me like that.I don't love you and I don't need you in my mind.."

"There you said it.'LOVE YOU'..big words from the hard hearted robot.You are way different than what others think what you are Kiran.Remember I always am there and you can do anything with me(!).."Ruchika grinned.

She was elegant in her appearance and the most beautiful face attracted more attention than any irrespective of her floating in the air.Kiran saw her first when he was 22 years old and now he is 25 and she almost visits him every day .When Kiran understood that this was his imagination and enjoyed her presence in mind he came to know that Ruchika died in an accident an year ago.Then how possibly can she visit him after death.But yet she does and he is intricately thoughtful about this.These thoughts ran through his mind when Ruchika said 'can do anything'.

"Oye..Mr.Romeo,your mind palace is transparent to me.I am real and I do exist.Don't think too much like the way you write your blogs.."Ruchika said.

"You read my blogs!!" Kiran was awestruck and was not able to comprehend what actually was happening.

"Ya..Get some fancy thinking Kitty,you write stuff like you are the noblest and the absolute upholder of philosophical thoughts.I am bored by reading your blog.And by the way I won't be available tomorrow.Good night and sleep tight" Ruchika kissed Kiran on the forehead and appeared fast asleep in the bed next to Kiran.

Kiran wondered what exactly was happening.She really was lying beside him and her physical presence was felt when she kissed him.But this can't be real.He didn't even knew her in person and she is long dead.But yet she is here.He considered it again to be imagination and went to sleep with a mild fear creeping over his mental process.

NEXT DAY..AT OFFICE..

"What?? She reads your blog!!!??" Shashank asked with his face dropped with a jerking surprise.

"Dude..out of all that I told you,you noticed only that?? She is dead bro...How can she be in my room at nights??" Kiran yelled with impatient anger.

"One sec..one sec...she really reads your blog??? Dude,then definitely this is your mind voice.No normal being would show interest in your topics of writing.I bet this is yet another imagination.Forget it and get back to work" Shashank's reply was soothing to Kiran.

"Hey Shash,get me Dr.Niranjan's appointment man.My exams are fast approaching and I cannot spend time with this imaginary girl.I am rational enough not to get screwed by some estranged thoughts of mine"

"Sure.Tonight at seven.I will inform him.Give him a call before you start"

THE PYSCHIATRIS(X)T:

"Kiran,you are perfectly normal..This is just the "butterfly effect" of your earlier watched movie or the novel you read"Dr.Niranjan assured Kiran about his rationality.

"But Doc,I am fully aware of the "butterfly effect "in the chaos theory and I can be sure that her physical presence was clearly felt.This is not the first time Doc,I have been in conversation with Ruchika for two years since now."

"This is what I briefed.The "parabolic effect" or overthinking of assumed facts may result in form of a nuanced real living entity.If you are still not satisfied and consider what you say is true,get that girl here tomorrow.Let's see.But for now take these tablets before you sleep"Dr.Niranjan had his say and closed his clinic with Kiran being the last patient.

THE DEATH KNELL:

Six months passed and there was no improvement.Ruchika visited Kiran's house frequently and sometimes they cuddled together.The tablets did have the placebo effect as she was less frequent in her visits and Kiran was able to manage both his studies and her presence till late night.

"All the best Kiran.Tomorrow is your exam and this is your ambition.Do well.I will be with you.Sleep now.We will meet the day after."Ruchika kissed Kiran but this was a passionate one and she was long gone then.

Kiran was well prepared but yet a sense of confusion prevailed over his friend  who frequented his house.His mom wished him good luck.But fate had its turn and his performance was not upto the mark and he by heart knew that this wasn't his better attempt.

The results as expected failed to display his register number on the list and the devastated Kiran had his extreme thought process tearing him apart.He considered himself worthless of living.His imaginary girl,Ruchika too has long gone.

"Hi,Kitty..look what you have done to yourself"Ruchika said with an annoying face.

"Where have you been? You were like gone forever and now you return with a concerned face?!! Go to hell."the already devastated Kiran threw the glass over her.

"Hell...there's where from I am.You accepted me into your life and when not needed I wasn't there.I am real Kiran,what isn't is you.You assumed me to be imaginary."Ruchika exuded her voice and her face was no longer beautiful.It was drained red.

"Ruchika...I don't understand.You are my mind voice and you don't exist until I think about you."

"Rightly said.'Until you think about me'..Hah..is that possible until we both are alive?!!"

"You want me to kill you???"

"Sick...You are a failure Kitty.You are an ultimate failure..You are not able to comprehend things..take granted the real for imaginary and punish the imaginary for real.You do a job that you don't like and appear smart when you are not.I am possibly the only girl who had entered your life and now you say you are going to kill me too...You are failure Kiran.A failure.."

"Stop that.I know I am a failure and worthless living.But you are not even real.I can prove you that."Men who are devastated with the massive failures fall easy prey to provoking emotions and Kiran was no exception when he yelled at Ruchika.

"Prove what?? I am imaginary??By what Killing me ?? What then??"Ruchika replied with a cool attitude 

"Why you?? I kill myself and then you no longer can exist.I am no fool Ruchika,I know the power of you dancing within my head."Kiran cried loud when Ruchika was grinning at Kiran's fools play.

The higher elevated roof of Kiran's room was an apt fixation for the string to be tied.He had no second thoughts and with his height he easily reached the roof and string was hanging vertically to carry his 95 kg body.He also placed his phone in such a manner that his idea of proving his rational view point be recorded with his 'to be ' performed gruesome act.

"Are you sure of doing this??You die and how do you prove that I am imaginary"Ruchika smiled with the wicked tone knowing that she actually is playing with his thoughts.

"It's pretty simple Ruchika.I just wake up and put this entire scene in my blog and let people decide"Kiran chuckled and woke up closing his diary carrying the story titled "Mindless Thoughts" and went to sleep after updating his blog.

"Wait for the devil

And there it comes;

Dressed in beauty

But grey in heart;

Hear not its voices,

For harm it does .

And no longer does it exist,

Paid when no heed.

The calm and clever men avoid,

Its demand  for attention ,

While the wise and witty,

Wear their pleasure by,

Thoughtfully writing it down"

DISPELS NOT-THE HUMAN(E) WORLD...

'Seekers don't settle'~Anonymous

PLACE:6 Parvis Notre-Dame - Pl. Jean-Paul II, 75004 Paris, France

DATE:13-November 2015

The clinging bells of St.Notre Dame church reverberated on a high longitudinal note with the most melodious choir of the world.Most of the pardon seekers get redeemed when their hearts are touched by this music.And sometimes,what looks like a shallow possession becomes deep when your eyes envisage the most revered picture of your life events with a deja-vu effect.The picture of "A child being kissed by her mother on her forehead"-it is a deja-vu for all and it apprehends when you are seated in such an atmosphere filled with divinity.

The Martin-Marshmallow Test

Martin's heart went narrowly through all these effects and it appeared to him a  moment later that one shouldn't be a prey to the effect of an emotional placebo. Stephie, the estranged mate is now happy with her kid Anna.The tall figured gentleman had a stubble and his rich Giovani perfectly made visible his well built body.Martin,for a minute was happy for her wife whom she left before him being cuddled by the extremist forces.Yes.And now he has a purpose-"To raise for the voice of the deprived".And how he could do it? Simple.The apex of human's knowledge on destruction that stands just ready to take on his voice on the press of the button is the way through which the voice of deprived is essentially made to hear.But however now after seeing Anna and Stephie,the voice switched over its protocol.But eventually the IED gets triggered within 10 minutes unless he thinks not to do so.The minute of happiness was immediately overcome by the cognitive dissonance and an imaginative conundrum.Minutes later the view outside the cathedral was vague with visible smoke of opaqueness.

"Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are  

seared with scars."

A journey of pride:

PLACE:Hoshiarpur,Eastern Punjab

DATE:Jan 3,2016

"A few miles of journey and then your life will not be yours"-Captain Ashoustosh announced his dozen armed men to be at their best at any cost.Six hours of vigilant watch with no involuntary movement made Jawan Sanjiv's legs go debilitated.He is aware that an attack is inevitable at any point of time.The only question that runs through his mind is "Will I be alive to see my wife who is about to deliver a baby dayafter??".Moments later the doubt became clarified.The agenda of  his life spell bounded in action and ultimately the Jawan's life stood a sacrifice for the citizens deep sleep. Sanjiv was not able to inhale the air irrespective of its prevalent oxygen content.Along with Col.Niranjan Kumar,Commando Gurusevak Singh,Subedar Fateh Singh,Haveldar Kulwant Singh and Jawan Jadgish Singh were martyred and their bodies were later laid to rest near the zero point.

"Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They came through you but not from you and though they are with you yet they belong not to you."

The middle time world:

The news of the bomb plot on the French cathedral held the international media under grip for two weeks.Martin's last minute decision of palpable humanity was paid back by gunning him down irrespective of his voluntary submission.A catastrophic event averted at the death of a terrorist who died humane.The international coverage had its own phantom hydra headed strings attached to this event and the news eventually died out as no major life loss took place.As the saying goes "Good news wraps up its shoes while bad news complete a world trip".The world gets the mentioned posts of Martin in different cartoon landscapes with admonishing phonetics while Jawan Sanjiv's daughter Indra prepared her trail of following her dad. Stephie and Anna were back to square one and their happy life withered away as Martin chose the right act of not triggering the explosive.They were branded as "terrorist family" by a few savoury(!) group and were easily exploited under their branded nationality -Syria.

Nothing but Change:

PLACE:Goramansingh village,Darbhanga,Bihar

DATE:Sep 21,2030

"So Kart,you were able to change the world after seeing all these??",Matty asked Karthik after seeing the news which read "Human Trafficking -12 girls killed in Jharkhand "

"Matt..what do you think about your question?"-Karthik answered with a smile on his face.

"Obviously No...the world remains the same Kart...You have to accept it.I don't say you tried but what's the use..after all these years..!! you see.." as Matty was substantiating her standpoint ,Sushmitha stepped in and wished "Good evening aunty " with a child like smile .Matt looked stunned as Sushmitha who once was terminally ill with paralytic disorder has now improved to the stage of admired existence with grace.

"Well..there it is...Matt..you know we are a part of the change and look now..Indra is pursuing her studies in IIT..Stephie and Anna are managing the THOUGHTs branch in Arunachal.I certainly see the world getting changed and I am happy to be a part of it"-Karthik concluded with a pride in his eyes and Sushmitha happily responded "Be the change you wish to see in the world".

"The smallest act of kindness is worth more than the greatest intention."-Khalil Gibraan