Tuesday 27 March 2012

The common chord of corruption.

The recent scandal of alleged attempt to give the Indian army chief an offer of 14 crores to buy a particular set of  vehicles for the use of defense would make a burlesque mockery of all the temple of constitution if it were to go down the tunnel of time passage. Different voices are gaining rowdy larynx as the story develops every hour. First there was the man at the receiving end of the treacherous offer-- Army Chief V.K Singh, who chose suddenly, as if by a subtle bout of memory, to divulge the matter that was at hand a good years ago. But that the man has spoken is a plus service to the nation, or at least the sluggish expose would only end up making the 'Indian Defense' more strong.

The first riposte from the prominent media and television voices--merely in attempt to come up with some sloppy statement, or to get clarity out of reiteration-- was to take on V.P Singh's particular claim. The common phrase "Why now" resounded and did the first step in uniting the voices who were asked to comment. (United they felt at the same page, thus relieved and started with constructing understanding in their minds over an overly complex issue of national security). I know with certainty that were they to take time to reflect over the impetuous blare of theirs, they must be feeling pangs of shame now. Because the issue could not have been afforded to stray and thus it should have been handled such that the so called 'questioning voice' or more aptly the 'inquisitive voice' should have had the chance to sound rationally and apolitically.

Since we missed that moment yet again, it would be wise to let it rest now. The issue is about corruption and can't be alleviated to mere attempt of bribe. The honor of army has come under the dark by the plague of corruption. So far it was the say of politicians that were to be sought after to generate an understanding of the bulky issues but the realm of army is well beyond the mere politicos and extends up to the civilians. How often have we heard of voices--regular, proletariat, concerning, naive--who applauded the two institutions in the grand murk of Indian scope: The Supreme Court of India and The Indian Army. These two institutions so far have retained the sanity and respect as far the grand naivete of Indian's billions is concerned. Not only because these pledge to regard the sense of security and justice---the absolute crux of physiological aesthete--but also that these two institutions have shared a deep bonding with the scruffy slate of an average Indian. This concept of slate seems to lurch in the fear of being compromised. And to play the dirty game, it is unavoidably and paradoxically the chief of army who is the button pusher( or slate duster) here.

The weight of corruption has begun to burden the aesthetics now. It is after it has ended up with the tolerance of skin bearing, then emotional vacuity before it could reach out to the innermost aesthetics. The head was confused but the heart was convincing; now the head is dead and the heart is injured and so is the form and content of it. To survive in a mire like India (which one can do but not without human effort and of course, not by an amiss of voluntary effort of love) it is therefore necessary to keep this history of faith to give an assurance (and not the image or phantom of it) of future. The army chief must come out open and take the ordeal to make this investment in faith a plausible option. The nation sees to it--that nation where the politics is at the fringe and for a moment of pleasure the People act deliberately blurry at the edges.

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