Political 'mosquitoes'
One of the small pleasures of life is to go through the daily newspaper with the first cup of morning tea. This pleasure is denied in Bangladesh, thanks to the exuberance of our super-agile politicians. Daily, the pages are crammed with the Bangladeshi human beings?
How to lead a normal life? Normally politics should operate quietly in the background, like the way we breathe and the way the mother and the baby are attached to each other. We are not allowed to ignore politics even for a while. This is the norm in normal countries. What's our itch? Is it a sign of insecurity? The political weather signal No 1 is on all the time!
Notice the way our farmers provide us with food--- for centuries. The baby knows that the mother is hovering in the background. We have no politics of intuition. The ego comes first then the party. What has happened to the ageless virtue of self-service? There is no national consensus on any issue.
Patriotism is for slogan mongering, and raising the noise level. Nature does not attract attention to itself through cosmetic effects (products produced in the factories); but we all appreciate (instinctively) the beauties of Nature. Why our politics looks so unashamedly artificial? It is the hidden motivation-- human, of course. We like high noise levels, and beat the drum all the time-mistuned. Call it be-taal politics.
What have we learnt in three decades [read unlearnt]? Like our riverbanks, large chunks are falling off into the waters. How to rehabilitate our lame politics, which is limping all the time?
Notice the physical health condition of many of our senior politicians--govern from the hospital beds? Now the past speakers have been drawn into the mire.
What are the boundary conditions of the game? The JS (parliament) can neither monitor nor control the political tantrums. How to handle the spoilt child? There is no help service in the guise of political baby-care centres.
The caretaker government concept was tried for two years in good faith. Money cannot buy faith; but there is some leakage in Dhaka. Drip, drip, monsoon rains--- sounds like lullaby. Don't confuse with the dozing drug addicts!
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