Hope Joana..

Now that the three colours have successfully cheered together, there is hope, perhaps comes out of desperation, evidently and eventually it is still hope. Not that the lotus failed to provide one of the penultimate hopes to 1.4 billion people (half of that number has voted, for the remaining half hope is yet to reach them), but prematurely it has died. At this juncture, a song comes to my mind, the song which has been ruled out by Supreme Court recently, supposedly it has tinkered our National Anthem. It might have, for the good, however. The decision is ours. Following the lyrics closely, it is of little doubt the song intently tries reiterating Fanon's words that in a new independent country like ours regionalism and racism within the nation state proliferates, all of us at some point of time could not refuse the desriablitiy of speaking/thinking/making generalised ill considerations about other class(es) or region(s) or community(ies) . There seems to be a thin line in believing and judging whether the message of uniting against terrorism, regionalism, racism is good for the general public. The Supreme Court might have taken the liberty of overlooking the content of the message to uphold the law for the sake of law, less somebody tampers the national anthem into a remix. This, yet again, testify to the blatant fact that we continue to see the world and its different dimensions in two binaries. This brings me to closer to annoyance and desperation and I see hope in these three colours. I am sure the people who are at the helm of affairs this time are sensible enough to understand the nuances and subtleties and different shades, not just see the independent object with an objective outlook. At least, they appear to be, perhaps they are seen to be (they were chosen by aam-admi).

I might be devastated and frustrated, yet again, after five years.