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Just thoughts on Flying Lotus....

India's demonetisation demon and the general mood in the country with it's after-effect has AR Rahman compose a musical piece on it.Beautifully haunting it is left to people's interpretation.
One of the saddest mistake anyone with a clout of some sort can make is to step over people and think that some weak voices can be ignored and their ideas perpetuated at the discomfort of some people who may not matter very much.The utter disregard for the poor and the weak,the marginalised,the minorities....it goes on,....Besides one can't say too much about people who egg you on ,who mislead you,encourage you towards this end because the very basic fabric of their ethical stand ,if there is any,is missing,there are no absolutes to stand by.
There may be people with good intent,however the company you keep will paint the colour of the house you build.
India is a country where Antilla can exist next to the slums.I did not buy a jio simcard.
The richness of India lies in it's villages.In the year 2013-14,as I sat in my OPD and saw the patients and got talking to them ,the poor villagers were ,everyone of them,clearly segregated by their religion.This was in the aftermath of the Muzzaffarnagar incident and I was very close to UP then.These were very simple villagers who were made pawn by the manipulation of dirty political minds.Three years hence I wonder where they are at?Were they included in the agenda of the people who were supposed to be their messiahs or are they still running around in circles.
My non-believer friend observed ,you always side up for the under-dog.
I do because I know for sure that God is on their side...

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