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The Broken Dream of AAP

See I Fooled You Source: MSN
In a time of universal deceit- telling the truth is a revolutionary act.- George Orwell.  A dream rose from desperation. Hassled by blatant corruption, Indians rose in protest against a thoroughly corrupt government which largely laughed off those protest.

Those in power were not concerned, worried. They were amused, they laughed it off, they asked the people who questioned corruption in embarrassed, scared voices- “Are you nuts?”

Then, suddenly it was Y2k or Java or Cloud to use a technology equivalent. Everyone was doing it and no one knew what it meant. Technology democratized the media and the Social media split into two. It did do something good. It churned the politics and challenged the status quo. It broke the collaboration of convenience among the top two national parties. Narendra Modi was brought in as change of guard for BJP. Many called it attempt to polarize. I do not look at it that way. It was an attempt to offer what people wanted, a fresh face away from the conniving coterie of Delhi Darbar, where power and opposition was charade.

On the sidelines, many people joined in the anti-corruption crusade. They did not in real sense lead the movement. They waited for the bubble to bloat and then stepped in the front and claimed the leadership. Many had at one time or other tried their luck in the grand old party, Congress, and failed to rise through the ranks. There were no ranks, only the kings and the courtiers. Without right surnames, there wasn’t much hope. The other option was BJP. Not family driven, but cadre driven. If you are not RSS backed, tough call. AAP was the new startup taking lateral entries. Junior officers in old industry joined the startup. Stuck with mid-career crisis, they found new horizons. Suddenly they were all at the top, calling the shots, driving the frenzy.

The political party birthed by the media, became the landing station for the media. Just as congress is a party of rich lawyers, AAP became a party of rich journalists. Also Just as Congress as we have it, has nothing to do with Indian National Congress which worked against the British, AAP has nothing to do with India Against Corruption, which worked against the corrupt in the government.

Quickly AAP’s character and features changed. It sacked the founders, foul mouthed the opposition, rewarded and bribed the supporters. Illegal colonies were quickly regularized, political bribes were offered to those who supported the party during the election. An impressive mandate, made Arvind Kejriwal chief minister of a privileged municipality of Delhi. Buoyed by the mandate, the party tried to run beyond its brief. Its eyes were set on absolute rule, mobocracy replacing democracy. That actually brings us to the question – what is the difference between Mobocracy and Democracy? Aren’t both the game of numbers? Well, it is morality which is the thin thread which upholds democracy. Once that thread is gone, it is brute strength of number. That number devoid of moral force can be any grouping of people- a band of thieves or a bunch of thugs. 

The Cookie started crumbling immediately after the elections. The promises were suddenly the commercial commitments on the insurance brochures. The list of conditions which applied was longer than the list of freebies promise. That list and that grievance will be too commonplace for a citizen who has seen politics taking shape out of broken promises for a large part of independent India’s existence.

It is broad, blatant lies which I write this about. It is not about the stupid fight of Arvind Kejriwal with the LG, Najeeb Jung. This is also not about carefully crafted carelessness of Arvind Kejriwal, his ill-fitting shirts. This is about the lying Law Minister of AAP, about Jitender Singh Tomar. The man has been allegedly claiming not only to be well-qualified but also being a lawyer falsely. It is a matter of sheer logic.

Ah, latest news, Kejriwal is now very upset with Jitender Singh Tomar. He claims he was misled. An sharp strategist, ex-IRS, IIT alumnus was misled. He really believed that in the 90s, in the thick of Laloo’s jungle raj, people would travel from Lucknow in UP to Munger in Bihar to get an LLB degree. He really thought that the minister went counter to the usual direction of human migration. From the capital of UP, he went to Faizabad to get graduation degree.

It is hard to believe that Kejriwal was fooled. That he was in party to fool the nation. It was a fooling party, of the fools, by the fools, for the fools. It is hard to believe that he believed like a kid what the law minister told him. On hearsay, he went forward to claim it was conspiracy to defame the minister.
This was followed by erstwhile Law Minister, whose wife went public on charges of domestic violence. Before his wife came on camera, Kejriwal, the benefactor of the loyal, the Yug-Purush for twitter-army of AAP, who would blame polity, police and jury for any blame on AAP, as usual blamed media and of course, the central government.

Mr. Kejriwal must realize that he out of protected environment of National Advisory Council of Ms. Sonia Gandhi. He is watched. When you are corrupt, and conventional, one can blame convention. Not when you came with the claim of unorthodox, clean politics. The layers go lifting when the winds of lies blow wild. Then one notices that there is no Lokpal in Delhi, that for most promises, the CM has not found time to even hold one meeting. When business as usual is brutal and dishonest, one learns to live with it, but not when you pretend to be a change-maker. Once you slip and once we notice that the slip was well-intended and well- planned, even if well-covered, something snaps. You are not then, disliked, you are doomed. A near majority in a pseudo-city is nothing. Ceaser had that in much larger republic, and had much more proven patriotism in him. But the Romans did not forgive him the broken promises. Remember that O false pretender.


Post-script: The News of another AAP MLA with fake degree has surfaced today. The MLA says he had people with me and need not answer anyone.

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