I've been through a whole gamut of emotions while the TV channels peel layer after layer of these strange varieties of onions.
The coverage of the rot makes me real angry. The evening discussion on the coffee table while munching away reveals a sense of betrayal with the country. Few days down, this flows in beautifully into a mesh of shame & disbelief.
& during the fleeting seconds between awareness & sleep, when the mind reviews the goings-on of the day in a flash, I reach the amazing clutches of denial. Can't be happening. Can't go on. All my hard earned money draining into dirty (yet sparkling) white pockets.
The best advice sometimes comes from the most random people. They speak and address a question you've been laboring along in your head. My 'Mr. Random' talks about the weather & makes casual conversation...then sees my grief with the ongoing scams & says "Shagun, atleast they're exposed now...its a step".
On a random muggy afternoon his words haunt me. The fact that the rot is being exposed is perhaps the first step towards realization & possibly a cleanup!?!
Ignorance is bliss?
I'm not sure what to believe anymore.
~s
P.S. If Rajat Gupta is proved guilty, I will really lose a hero!
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