The first phase of voting in Gujarat is over. The second phase of voting will take place on Sunday. Exit polls are predicting a swing away from the BJP (, , ). But this may be misleading because this round was in areas where the BJP, or to be more accurate, the NMP, i.e., the Narendra Modi Party was expected to perform less well.
What if the final results are in favor of the BJP? Or the NMP? That would mean five more years of fascism (, ) in the state of, well, you know whom. I don’t want to be the millionth (or the 100 millionth) person to say this. The last five years have seen the release of many more books etc. and even movies about the former icon of Gujarat, including Lage Raho Munna Bhai. So movies, even the mainstream super hit movies, don’t really have that much influence.
And the mainstream vibrant-and-free media of our unified diverse-and-the-largest democracy are in their favorite mode of semi-denial. They are pretending that it is just Gujarat where fascism has become the most popular political system. They have accepted that this has happened in Gujarat because fascism in that state is now so blatantly visible that there is no way of denying it. They won’t stop to consider whether what has flooded Gujarat is already creeping into the neighboring Rajasthan or not. If not other states. They don’t really (want to) think that India can ever become Mussolini’s Italy.
But there are some who realize that what has happened in Gujarat under our very democratic system can also happen all over the country. Though even they are pretty sure that once it happens, it can be reversed easily. In time.
As for most of the electorate of our socialist republic, the only relevant question is: Does it really matter? And the answer is: Not really. Because nothing bad is happening to us right now. That’s all that matters. The future will be taken care of by The One up there. Or The Many up there: most of us are not monotheistic, remember? We don’t need to worry. Just try to make more money and get more power for the great civilized institution of family. Family in the literal sense, not the metaphorical. The (Italian) Mafiosi sense. Our own immediate family. Once that is done, we will think of the relatives. After that, if we can spare some time, we might think of friends. Once in a while we might think of our caste. Then may be of religion. (The last two may be swapped, depending on the fashion or the season). On 15th August and 26th January we might even think of the nation. Country? Humanity? Earth? Oh yes, the words that you use in an interview to the media or in a public talk or in a school essay. Are they really supposed to mean something?
Myain oh myain!
Exclaims Eric Cartmyain.
These things really suck!
Yeah, these things are so gay!
Say Kenny, Kyle and Styain.
I can visualize the collective persona of that part of the society which would like to just continue the routine and get on with the Business, driving in a car in search of the next bounty, turning his (or her) head skywards and asking, ‘What’s it to be Lord…?’