In the Jungle Book of national capital, there is a
certain monkey that can only see mangoes and bananas in the public. This
particular ape climbs the trees that grow money in the real estates that stash
money. It's tail winds long into the corridors of power and if anyone
even dares to touch its tail, its matriarch asks the cabinet to defend it from
attack. At airports, it passes without frisking and in the jungle, its
worth has grown from lakhs to millions. It does not care for the struggle
of the people to raise the image of the nation to the world stage of
recognition and strength. For this monkey, all it purveys is an orchard
of bananas the people are just the hard seeds covered by the yellow pulp.
This arrogance is all just because the monkey wooed and married the
daughter of the matriarch of the Jungle.
How does one protect the nation from the banana
loving monkey menace? It is hard! This country has often been
haunted by monkeys that clamour of the bananas in the public. We
have known of them snatching bananas from our hands in temples, tourist
destinations and even in streets and hotels. But now from the corridors
of power and elite neighbourhoods! For us, there it is not fun being
bananas. But for the monkey, it is a whole lot of fun to peel the skin
live and eat up all the fortune fruit.
Well, I could not be but satirical on this matter.
Those who think of this great nation as banana republic deserve just to
be dismissed as monkeys. They are not even worth fighting in the court of
law on charges of diminishing the dignity of our nation
V.K.Saxena
National Council For Civil Liberties
Ahmedabad.
