An 8 yr old girl, wields the microphone with anticipated confidence, and sings “salona sa sajan hai aur main hoon…”. A mellifluous flawless rendition. The studio audience and the judges, moved by the out of the world performance, give her a standing ovation. Magical, unreal! The little girl is chucked out brutally the next week. The harsh reality!
Public voting system, the masses, the masses!!!
The masses that made a mediocre Abhijeet sawant, the Indian Idol, not to forget his successor, Mr. Abysmal…oops Sandeep, the masses that made Ravinder Ravi, a pathetic singer, the strongest contender for the title.
The masses that made a repugnant Qazi and a non descript partner Rooprekha- the fame jodi.
The masses that have made George Bush, the most powerful man on earth.[rofl]
The masses that returns Laalo yadav to power in bihar, every general election.[ don’t argue! Raabri is a sitz-redacteur !]
The masses that die in stampedes, trying to get a glimpse of the Joan of arc incarnate Mrs. Gandhi or a demigod Chiranjeevi.
The masses that make Reshammiya’s indistinguishable songs, chartbusters. Congratulations Mr. Reshammiya, the masses still think zara jhoom jhoom , aare aare, aashiq banaya, aapka suroor, aapki kashish, aahista aahista are all individual “separate” songs!
The masses that give a fallacious testimony about a murder in broad daylight, just because the convict is a fat cat.
The masses that remain callous to a pontiff’s irrational barbaric arrest at
The masses that bring to power a party that promises a colour televison, booze and others reasons too ghory to mention.
The masses who applaud a Barkha dutt who palliates a naxal, interviews a bloody gay, drooling, reduces the Shankaraarcharya to mortality, irrationally puffs up the Khushboo controversy…
The masses whose logic is “we are numerous, hence we are godamn right!”
