Why this Kolaveri Di ??
As I step out of my house after catching some Zz's. Thinking
about the beautiful and tiring day ahead and eventually figuring out days work
and college’s routine haphazard and I gaze ahead passing through narrow lanes and as I raise my
head I am greeted by some horrible, monstrous, ugly faces glaring at me from
the electricity poles. Hoardings greet me every morning a very Happy
Independence day making me actually realize that we are an independent
country. And then the frightful image
appears to me as someone wishing and celebrating the birthday for 365 days of
his beloved bloody neta to whom I have never seen in our lane. His gazing and
smiling face makes my imagination pot boiling to see his animated version
saying that “I am the one who has snarfed your tax money and your obnoxious
behavior will not strike me down”. Then I just frown to what you call praja and
raja differences moving out to see more and more gruesome faces wishing me Diwali,
Christmas, and new year eve. Where on
earth is one festival celebrated for 365 days?
Silly netas!!
Hoardings in the
vasai-virar region has left me disgruntled about the workings of the
Vasai-virar Municipal corporation. These hoardings are the ones who has
gheraoed me between the electric poles to sometimes road dividers and always on
flyovers which obstructs and distracts my view on roads. I sometimes feel that
if initiatives to develop these regions are in a full swing than why one need
these publicity materials? Are you saying me that the laachar Janta is at home
busy with their melodramatic life and cannot transform your stupid behavior,
than just go on a pause mode and filter your foresight. This is nothing but the
waste of space as you have already created a space crunch by demolishing
shanties and developing illegal structures with no proper amenities in place
and the ad-on to it are the HOARDINGS!! This shows lackadaisical behavior of the
authorities- incharge and it suffocates me the most. The tu-mera -kya –ukhadega attitude has created
the rift between the public and the authorities as they cannot raise their
timid voices against the not so typical goonda types.
I end my
anguish thought which would again run down in my mind when I sleep, making me
realize the difference between the aam aadmi and the higher authorities. The
best way I calm my anger is by Uttering some good chosen gaalis to the person
on the hoarding and then pity on the people because at the end people are the
proven loosers.
A small note to the poster boys/girls:
Respected Netaji,
Just
one thing I plead to you sir/ madam please do not post your images everywhere because you are not only ugly but you look
horrible in those huge posters sometimes in a solo avtar and some in the group
along with your chamchas while some grining at me as if I have stolen some
booty of your looted maal.
Requesting you to please not waste our money in hoardings
and name it social development.
Yours sincerely,
Tax payer.