What’s more? How much is too much, India?


Even keep all the factors aside- the global/external economy turmoil, scams, corruption, bad/failed governance, falling IIP, policy paralysis, Govt inaction, Lokpal log jam etc, just wondering what if it was a bad to worse monsoon in 2010 or 2011! Then was it possible to recover from the second recession/dip!? Would a bad monsoon prompt or force the Govt to take concrete real positive action and implementation instead of complete disaster inaction or some show offs like some bills passed for the name sake just as today the 13Dec2011? Well, India still should fill lucky as no big natural disaster has happened in the past two years. That will be the last thing any body would even fear.
Regarding the stock markets: well, when there is clarity, growth, affirmation, automatically money in form of FII (yes, that’s the reality, FII flow has been the determining factor on which side the market trend is!) will flow into the Indian markets, in fact, the right strong growing companies’ stocks. In fact, the current situation in the global arena is the best opportunity for India to act right, and automatically many things will fall in place. India, don’t miss this opportunity, you have missed it just earlier. As opportunity doesn’t knock the door twice at least so immediately.
Now coming back to the implementation/functioning, no doubt a clear anti-corruption practice/system at least will kinda make sure whatever is happening, positive or negative is not a show off or hidden scam or trap. I am not sure how a big (yes, big, we need even a big one practically) Lokpal or anti-corruption body/department/system will also remain corruption free practically until we really inculcate the anti-corruption culture not just in the heads but in practice as our very character.
(Well, I know and believe the roots of India than any part or country in the world are still very strong but the display has been completely dormant, actually no show at all! It’s time to switch from hibernate mode to normal system mode.)
~ Prabeen Kumar Pati

Yes PM!


Yes, PM!
PMPrime Minister? Oh no, I am a program manager, oh no, I am a project manager! Forget it! It’s all me, the Portfolio Manager!
Well, no Post Mortem on the warm reception I receive!
Ah! Leave it all aside! I am the PM, Post Master, I am just almost on the par of a Post Peon, I earn so much by so small margin!
Ah! Give me a break! It’s Paisa Money!
Oh no, how could you just miss them!? Paa Maa! Pitaa Maataa!
It’s Pappa Mamma! Oh! Poor Paapaa, Poor Mommy!
Give me a break for God sake! It’s all about Paisa Money!
And guess for whom it’s all the buzz and fuzz; fuss, it’s me!
I am the PM, so called, Poor Man!
Oh, no! My eyes open! It was all fake, God sake, it was all in the dreams I was eating and drinking and sleeping, because I have nothing to eat, nothing to drink, nothing to cheat, nothing to sleep with nor to sleep on; nothing to thrive on, nothing to put on; nothing to live with, nothing to live on, nothing to live for; but everything to shy for, everything to cry for, everything to die for!
And who ultimately suffers, it’s me! Poor Me!
It’s all past, it’s always the night as it seems, it’s always the pm, the last Post Meridien!
It’s all about the PM, Paisa Money! Poor Man! Poor Me!

God, alas! Really, the Poor Me, if the Poor Man the nation’s PM, the Prime Minister! Oh no, why mustn’t I be! They take all votes citing Poor Me, Poor Man!
Not just for the goons, for all even the rest, I am always the Printed Mantra, Printed Money!
I am so Prevalent (man), then why am I not worshipped as God!? Oh no, that’s impossible, how could be so helpless, God!
I always get highlighted, ya, literally; but always blind sighted, actually!
I am always in the words, literally; but never in action, never in motion (except some award winning picture motion), practically!
I am always put on the hot seat, literally; but always under the seat, virtually!
I am always celebrated, but never am I the celebrity!
So why am I not the Prime Man? Why always am I projected as the Present (moment), but always remain that Past Memory!?
I am the Prithvii (earth) and the Mitti (soil)!
Every netaa (leader), all the janataa (people) cite me, recite me, so much Poor Me!

Not am I the Perfect Man!?
Dare to think I am a Poet Man!
The Prophet, the Monk – who just knows it all! Ummm, but never thinks to do it all!
It’s all political, and I am a Puppet Man used by the Politicians, Man!

Ummm, always needing the helping hand; oh, the Poor Me!
Yes, the Practical Me, the Poor Me!

Alas! Again, I day-sleep, discounting the Poor Me, poor moments; never on a premium, yet to live the golden PMoments!
Yes, PM!


~ Prabeen Kumar Pati