Bedlam. Pandemonium. Tumult. Furore. Noisy scenes. One automatically associates these words with Pavlovian penchant to Parliament of India, the cosy habitat of that elite and exclusive club called People’s Reps. The combined din of our large and diverse democracy finds its concentrated reverberations here
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Tokyo needn’t worry’. This is what the CPI-M government in West Bengal had to say on the Gurgaon Honda incident when police and workers had a bloody confrontation last week. And this when the comrades elsewhere have been kicking up a lot of dust all over the country over the ‘anti-labour’ measures of Honda, a Japanese company.
If fire or wind does not get you, water will. People and property seem to be irrelevant specks in nature’s scheme of things. It is as if the elements have embarked on a major cleaning up operation to rid the world of its vilest inhabitant-humanity.
Etiquette demands that we should not speak ill of the dead. But then an obituary for someone like Veerappan can be anything but flattering. In any case, I am no fan of his, unlike many learned and zealous peers in the profession.
In the raging tussle between inner voices and Congmen’s noises, it is happy tidings for the country that the former has prevailed (so far). Indeed it was a sordid spectacle, reminiscent of the May of 1999 when Pawar revolted, to see the entire stretch of Janpath littered with Congmen, literally on a roll, shamelessly begging and beseeching their sole source of sustenance to relent.
Respected Dr Thaanai Thalaivar Kalaingarji, Congratulations on being anointed unopposed as the leader of The Progressive Front in TN. Though ‘Front’ is familiar stuff for us, the word ‘Progressive’ certainly sounds, well er, progressive.
If the nation does not turn up for work on a particular day, you can bet that the Leftists are at work. Conversely, if the teeming millions of the country unfailingly meet their daily tryst with their chosen vocations the obvious inference is that the Leftists are idling in their devil’s workshops, namely, politburos!
The Doctor’s dilemma has ended, finally. After days of dilly-dallying, the PMK has at last decided to go the ‘progressive’ way, the latest label for old wine in older bottles. And the medical doctor lost no time in calling on the literary doctor
Indeed it is an earth-shaking event, a tectonic political development. And if the national media are to be believed, it would henceforth be hunky-dory for secularism, now that the good old Congress has shed its historical ‘untouchability’ habit and condescended to break bread with allies.