India is the sacred land. If you're reborn after seven births of consecutive good karma, you're born here, the land of the Himalayas and Ganges. In this birth, you have a chance to be liberated, and attain Nirvana.
In Raam Raajya, a mere dhobi could point a finger at the Queen and have her banished. We have come a long way from those days, and that is why your chances of liberation have increased a zillion times. You see, dear sir or madam, we are now in India that is 'Daam Raajya'. That means everything here has a price, and nobody can Lokpal even a corrupt Prime Minister. Someone who points a finger at him, like Raja of the 1.76 lakh crores scam, is already in Tihar Jail and has no credibility. So no dhobi can sanitise our nation. Politicians are protesting that public accountability is a tyranny of the unelected!
If you want to become a pilot or a brain surgeon, we have a price for it. No need to go to school. No need to write exams. There is a price for everything in Daam Rajya.
It takes, as someone said, six minutes to cross a zebra crossing on a busy road. Better you take your six minutes. If you're run over, it is unlikely anyone will entertain even a police complaint, forget insurance.
If you want to join a decent college, you must know that the cut-off is 100 percent. Anything less and you better be willing to pay the price.
Pay taxes. Be honest. And suffer a thousand miseries: Power cuts. Water shortage. Dengue and malaria and swine flu.
Who cares for you? Your favourite godman. He will show you the way to Nirvana. Meanwhile, he may be raided, or filmed in a compromising posture, or be found with a few billions of cash.
You see, the god of your salvation in Daam Rajya is Kubera. He happens to be the brother of Ravana. And he strikes a handsome pose. See the picture at the top.
Happy Nirvana!
