( I wrote this in year 2000- 10 yrs ago- for my college magazine)
Chitragupt smiled, never in his career as book keeper of heaven had he seen such an unusual request. It came from a soul of very high stature. He was a man whom an entire nation respected. The fact that he had been a resident of heaven for few decades didn't help Chitragupt. He was the stuff gods were made of. It was his vision that had brought progress, prosperity and unity to his country.
He was standing, right in front of Chitragupt, his face pained, tired, devoid of serenity the very characteristic of heaven. "Why?" Chitragupt asked, amazed, "What makes you do this unusual request ??" The pale face produced a piece of paper, he handed it to Chitragupt”this”. The paper was a page of perhaps some magazine from earth. So unusual he thought. It was titled "The heads held high". He decided to read it.
"Who are the heads, held high, those who decide. how we do, what we want to do. These are the heads, whom you proudly proclaim to despise, that come begging & pleading to you every five years. But these are the heads, which govern & rule us. These are the men who lead India tryst with destiny. Who decide what price we pay for our urea and gas. They are also responsible for making us realize our religion and caste when we fill some of our forms, & yet they are the ones who promised you equality.
They claim their aim, is peace. But then they fuel anger to lead riots, killing innocent humans, making us feel ashamed. They don't discuss riots they walkout from the 'round' building. The don't debate, just walkout to seek political vengeance. Do they care for legislation? Or Governance? And come the season, they will barter their support for a ministerial berth, in greed of power, seek unrealistic alliances.
These are the heads corrupt, criminals, responsible for dividing us, responsible for riots, accountable for slack governance, guardians of a crumbling system. Symbol of a bankrupt morality & unashamed opportunism. They are India's fragmented polity They have turned India tryst with destiny into political chicanery.
It’s unarguably them, who have been elected to lead India, into the future ....Bright future!
They are the heads held high."
Chitragupt could now see the plain face filled with guilt, unceasing pain & a look of utter disgust." It is my fault" the man whispered." I could not see the future, I left many loopholes, and I trusted them too much. Now they use my name in their dirty game. His voice trembling yet steadily rising " look what they are doing to my country, tearing it, dividing it on regional, caste & linguist grounds"
His eyes wide open tears rolled down his eyes "all these are my followers, I am guilty. I want to repent Chitragupt, let me suffer, let me out, let me go to hell”. The last sentence came almost as plea.
Chitragupt waited for the man to calm down." The Indian middle class's disinterest in politics never ceases to amaze me, because after all, everything is for them. Chitragupt eyes fixed as if gazing the distant horizon.. “No........ it's not you, it is not even the heads held high. It is the government of, for & by the "people". It is the people, who elect. It’s the people, who remain silent majority & allow goons to lead them & tear their cultural fiber. It is they who chose a 2 days vacation to a vote. It is them who don’t want to be aware of politic and see indifference as intelligence. It’s them who stay indifferent to immoral actions. It’s them, who refuse to see the injustice, the prejudices, the violence, and even if they see it they prefer to propagate it, for selfish interest.
They prefer to join the system instead of questioning it. They are the mob which is witness to rape, who chose to be blind If not to join the crime. They "chose" to be uninterested and Ignorant of the impact on themselves. The choice is their own If they want to live with their eyes tight shut and the head held high ……Let them,
