It’s been a long time since I blogged. Well, I’m back now, and hopefully for good. The only thing that has changed is my surname and my residence. Well, marriage does that to most women ;)
Ok, all jokes aside, it was voting time in Pune. Even as I struggled to find my name in the voters’ list, I couldn’t and so here I am just writing about the event.
Ok, all jokes aside, it was voting time in Pune. Even as I struggled to find my name in the voters’ list, I couldn’t and so here I am just writing about the event.
Reams and more reams have been written about the great Indian general elections till date, and more will continue to be written. So I would just like to make one observation: the ‘finger’ has changed! The instrument that decided the fate of all the candidates is not the index finger any more, at least not in Pune. I don’t know about how it is happening in other cities, towns, villages and states, but here, in Pune, the indelible ink is being put on the middle finger!
I wonder if this is a well-thought-out move. Till date, it was only the electorate that was frustrated with the non-performing politicians and wanted to show them the middle finger. I guess now even the bureaucrats and government servants are going the same way — by inking the middle finger of voters, are they sending across the same message?


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