Yezhaingo

I have never been overwhelmed by the feeling of filth around. Contrary to what is being popularized as a mass upraising of humanity, I sense the froth of filth is surfacing. It is true that people jumped into help strangers and known alike. Well, rescue of life cannot be discriminate but when the question for relief comes in, there is substantial discrimination that needs to be though through.

A lot have been said about the source of the disaster. Most news have managed to claim that it is manmade lethargy if not complete apathy of a needlessly centralized system. Unquestioned illegal construction and complete disregard to terrain and nature’s tendencies.

The disaster valued upwards of 15000 crores is getting substantial pittance from corners, some willingly and many seemed pressurized. All channeled through government route with skepticism on its reach and intentions. International aid agencies are nowhere to be seen. May be they have a good reason to keep out or were kept out through influence is up for a guess. 

Lots of heros have emerged in this process, some sung and many unsung. Help came from beyond which localities for sure regarded as aliens. We kept players out of IPL, they contributed. We don’t see Bangalore as a twin city but help flooded form there. For the voluntary isolation that the city was proud of, somehow the pride didn’t uphold while collecting relief. I still just see “we rose” which seems without any fair share of acknowledgement to Bangalore or Kochi that extended immediate and timely help. But we did man handle many of them though.

The disgusting political mileage gained through labeling of relief is height of grief, though there is no saying who did it. Though they have stooped to a new low, this is expected of this disgusting political situation that is norm of the state.

A genuine surprise though is the behavior of the people themselves. The so called affected ones in particular. Freebies and freeloading is so entrenched in the system that is effortless, shameless and thankless bordering on entitlement. While one may expect the starving to gulp the first ounce of food, one will be surprised that a tasty menu is requested. When you ferry relief materials you kind of get a welcome that you are carrying their online grocery orders and that it is your job to give it ti them, The youth and the attitude of the “area” the most disgusting of the lot. “I dare you to come to my area” is more often spelled by our beloved brothers than by a peeing dog that marks its territory. Only difference is that a talking dog will more polished in its language and doesn’t think of liquor all the time. We cannot expect anything more from a place where government runs the liquor shop and while the private run the educational institutions, both purely on monetary concerns. 

Now that the tide is behind us, volunteers have done their bit,  Politicians claim to be doing their bit, police just watched all this, while public still cries nothing has come their way, there is much clarity in what lies ahead. Nothing is going to change except the slogans for next year elections. There will be more freebies, there will be rehabilitation buildings on places that are not supposed to be built on. These will go to vote bank who will rent these places out. The beneficiaries will rail back to their pretentious “yezhaingo / janango” (the eternally needy) status and keep asking for more. The few earnest losers aka tax payers will bail out these undeserving for life. They will receive more than what they got last time for a vote and will be happy with their share of bribe, the source of all evil. Not all shall be forgotten, because there is nothing to remember to begin with. This is a time to rake in the moolah. Freebies now and freebies later and continue claiming to be needy for life.

The washout hasn’t cleaned us enough, it has just cleared the veneer to expose a deeply entrench degeneration that is all set to continue like a cancer affecting the genuine human minority. Why are we still here?