It is April of 2014 and I have just arrived from the office fighting sweltering heat waves. I am frazzled to the core. It is a Saturday evening that is why I am not that bothered about the fatigue as I have whole Sunday before me to rest and relax. I take my regular evening bath and in supine position lay on my bed with my cellphone in my hands. I am surfing net and am online on my ‘we chat’ app as well.
Suddenly a message pops up with a message “Hi!”
It is a very old friend of mine, Ramesh. We were best friends in college, we still are. After college, I went after job search; he joined his father’s business.
Him: “What’s up?
Me: “Nothing…what about you?”
Him: “Chilling yaar…Saturday night.”
Me: “Ok… and what about your Ankita? How are you both going?”
Him: “Ankita is past buddy… now I am lost in the silky strands of Megha .”
Me: “O.K… so how is atmosphere in your city.”
Him: “Lively as ever.”
Me: “No… I am asking about political atmosphere… in a week time there is going to be voting in your state…right?”
Him: “What voting?... we care only about minting money buddy… we are businessmen, mind you!”
Me: “But even businessmen need the political system to be working and that is why we need to vote.”
Him: “Political system is at the beck and call of our moolah muscle dear and we don’t need political system, the political system needs us... I have never cast my vote… I am not a commoner who needs to vote.Furthermore… I don’t have to whimper before the custodians of democracy for roti, kapda and makan”
Me: “But I think that everyone should make their contribution felt in a democracy even if they are super rich.”
Him: “Rich people don’t need democracy… on the contrary democracy needs us and our money.”
Me: “Ok… just imagine a situation?”
Him: “Leave it yaar…let’s talk about something else.”
Me: “No I insist… I would like you to imagine a situation… I know you are good at imagining!”
Him: “Umm…ok… I know you are stubborn… you won’t relent until I imagine… tell me what is the situation?”
Me: “Imagine that one morning you wake up and don’t have water in your plushy bathroom for your ablutions then what would you do?”
Him: “What yuck! … I thought you would tell me to imagine about a girl.”
Me: “For a change, imagine about this situation.”
Him: “Ok… if I find one morning that there is no water in my bathroom then I will enquire water supply department about the problem.”
Me: “And if you come to know that they are on an indefinite strike then?”
Him: “Then I will call water tanker supplier … remember I can buy anything.”
Me: “But what if this water supplier charges huge amount?”
Him: “No amount is huge for me.”
Me: “But Imagine if it charges exorbitant amount like 2 crore per day for one tanker…”
Him: “But why would it charge that much? Gundaraj hai kya( Is it rule of hooligans)?
Me: “Yes... there you are, if people of this country, at any time, choose to shun voting, it means that at the end of the day the Raaj of people(Rule of People) will be supplanted by Gundaraaj (Rule of Hooligans) and it doesn’t matter however rich you are, your all money could get spent in a matter of a day if there is no govt. to look after the situations related to economy and law and order of the country. In the absence of a democratically elected govt. there will be anarchy all around. Arson, felony will become daily events and…”
Him: “OK, Ok… don’t scare me more, I have got your point, now I think that I was a great fool not to have voted earlier. Thanks for your timely goading. This time I am surely going to vote.”
Me: “Don’t forget to take your madam Megha to vote with you.”
Him: “Sure I will take her with me and I will urge other family members of mine to do so as well.”
Then we talked on several other things till some more time and after that I had my dinner and went to sleep satisfied that Ramesh would get the ink on his index finger in 2014.
You also don’t forget to get the ink on your finger in 2014.
P.S: This creative endeavour is an entry to a contest being held at Indiblogger.in under title: Indian General Elections 2014 with social mobile apps.