Apart from the grey skies hovering around Bangalore, the political climate is turning stormy as well.
I’m not much of a political person. I do try to keep aware of what’s going on, but am loathe to take a firm standpoint on any argument, given that there is so much we really don’t know, and how much we assume the truth to be.
The Anna Hazare movement is one such affair.
1. Corruption is endemic in India
2. We are part and parcel of the problem, notwithstanding any explanations
I finally read the draft Lokpal Bill this morning. I also looked at the Prevention of Corruption Act 1988. Frankly, I think we have enough legislation to combat the issue. The problem lies in its execution. And that problem is not going to disappear with the Lokpal Bill.
For example, the Lokpal Bill says that the President will appoint the members after obtaining the recommendations of a Selection Committee. I think it’s quite obvious how potent our President really is, so you can understand my doubts on this being executed in the spirit of which it was intended.
What is the alternative? Elected members? We’ve seen how elections can be completely rigged. However, I have a little more faith in elections. That said, it doesn’t seem a very wise option to go with given the logistics.
Honestly, something that is more local in nature makes more sense to me. When we become more involved, more responsible for the running of our own neighbourhoods, then we have more power in our hands. Then we can hopefully stem the rot at the very beginning. Easier said than done, I know! 🙂
At the end of the day, the only thing I can say is that I have a deep respect for Anna Hazare, for having the guts to stand up for what he believes in. The waves of support that have originated in so many parts of the country bear testimony to the fact that he has touched a chord that resonates with every one. We may not be willing to accept responsibility for our own sins, we’d rather have an Anna to look up to and worship and bear our crosses, so to speak, but perhaps this is a kind of wake-up call.
Am I just imagining it, or is there is a restlessness in the air? The country seems hungry for an elusive something, our very own Indian dream. Perhaps we are trying to become better people in our own chaotic way. Perhaps we will succeed, inspite of everything.