Celebrity Woes !!!!

I was born in a country side which was reasonably green and I remember rainy days in June and July when I used to carry my umbrella to school.

I came to know that we were from lower middle class when I saw my father removing two rooms for the "scale of economy" from the sketch of our planned new house submitted by the Engineer (Those days the genre called architects were not born).

He also started driving a scooter very late in his career.

There was nothing unusual I did at School or College.

But when I held a racket in my hand for the first time I realised that it was actually an organ of mine which did not take birth with me.
As I thoroughly enjoyed I changed the level from school to college to district and finally became the national champion.
Initial International tours were not very eventful.
Then during one occasion when the top three seeds withdraw due to stomach upset and calf muscle pull, I became the All England Champion.

That changed my life; I realised that I am a celebrity now!!
Then I stopped holding rackets in my hand and it was replaced by soft drink bottles, snickers and mobile phones. My coach and my elementary school teachers took to selling my child hood profile remembering in detail, frame-to-frame, how naughty a child I was(Sic)!!!!

Soon I started selling even cigarettes and pan masala through TV commercials.
Since there was no time for practice I remained ex-champion.
But what surprised me was that there was still a clout around me and my celebrity status was kept intact by the manufacturers of cigarettes and soft drinks, though by skills steadily eroded.
I was the only one who had any doubt about my capability and the crowd around me stood firm.

Magazines still flaunted my pictures on glossy sheets- Yes I was a celebrity.
I never did any social service or charity other than walking with some models on a ramp for some product.
But for that I took a hefty cheque. 

And then one day I received the shock of my life. It was an initiative taken by a  powerful political leader from my district to prove his weight in the party.
I was nominated to Rajyasabha. I never knew or even now know the difference between Rajyasabha and Loksabha. I, in fact even wonder  why there are two 
houses ?
I watched with amusement the media and people around me shouting slogans on the day of my nomination.
I have no I idea what I can do in Rajyasabha or what they expect me to do?
So when the media asked me it came naturally to me that my goal shall be the upliftment of sports in our country. 

Well I was shocked once again to see the impact of that stupid statement of mine.
The roar from the crowd was deafening!!!
The news papers ran headlines of my statement next day beside my smiling photo.
I shook my head in disbelief.
What do these people want from me ? Why are they not leaving me alone?
Since I didn't feel I belong there I hardly went to the Rajyasabha. I didn't care if somebody bothered.
I was always busy selling shampoos and mobile phones.
These guys continue to produce them and insist to have my anatomy next to their product.

And now, I am disgusted.....
The same media, the same bunch of fanfare who posed in front of cameras with me are crying foul.
They are complaining.........The very guys.......
The same wretched media are running headlines that WE, the celebrities have poor attendance in the house

How could they....ever......
Thousands of blue blistering barnacles.......thundering typhoons !!!!!!

Who is a Whistle Blower ?

I could never understand the term whistle blower.
Jargon was never my strength.
"Honesty is the best policy" was printed in bold in my school note books.
That seems to be in stone age now.

We could drink water directly from the rickety water tap in front of school. Wells with 10 feet deep water clearly flaunted their bottoms.
Teachers always had an unpublished curriculum up their sleeves to bombard the students with- Values.

People who speak truth, look straight into eyes and those who do not differentiate work from duty have all become endangered species.
It has now become an order in society to barter conscience for Peace.

Who is a whistle blower, then ?

Is he the lone crusader who suddenly become the kalki in his domain and spitting fire at the evil that has enveloped the system ?
We average Indians have very delicate soul and we don't hear,see any evil if the evil is strong enough to change our comfort level. Often doing no evil is the zenith we achieve to compensate for the visual and hearing impairment of our souls.
So slowly we move up the ladder, enjoy all comfort and privileges of  our position, and finally come to rest at a perfect retirement haven.
And while watching the television debates the sense of duty stand to attention.
Oh. It should have been this way or that way. The other day so and so official applied pressure on me and how I did not budge.
Now I am perfectly retired I can take on the serving ones and guide them for the formation of a hassle free, corruption free society.