Fidelity

The streets were being washed early in the morning. The very old part of this city was silent, calm and resting in peace. It seemed like the British left us independent just the day before. The normal bourgeoisie segment of people would cherish their freedom but the intellectual and rather pessimistic will see the glass half empty. He will analyse the sense of prior dependency and the utopian dream fulfilment which seemingly leads to a disaster. How pathetic will the government be? Yes! We can run the nation and give its long lost glory back but first we need to draft a massive constitution, a charter... more like a rule book. Oh yes! We’re democratic. This will and forever be a free country. Free from the shackles of tyranny and dictatorship. The people’s voice will be the government’s voice. We will draft a massive rule book in order to maintain what we are promising to our citizens. We will choose from an elite class of adept personalities, each a pioneer in their own field to draft and sign the rule book. This very book will be our constitution.

Finally the constitution becomes centric and salient. Subsequently it gets amended several times to fit in to the dynamic society. In the mean time the seat of the government is shaken and stirred by many protagonists and rebels. A steady government is a myth in democracy and a full fledged reality in autocracy and monopoly. The government becomes too greedy in its pursuits and restricts the flow of any healthy investment. For a shocking period of forty years the government blocks up the country. It stores every penny in its escritoire.

Then all of a sudden a change in breeze takes over the supreme democratic leaders and it opens its markets to the world, very slowly but consistently. We finally start to trade not just with goods in exchange of money, but money in exchange of money.

But it was too late. We were late in every sphere in history. We have taken too much time to get independent, and too much time to create value. We have maintained the continuum. Today when I walk through this really old and marvellous historic part of the city, I realize that nothing has really changed but the attitude of people. The once so patriotic and a substantially astral race of people, have lost their dream somewhere in between their bread and butter. They have learnt to compromise and escape and embrace the democratic hypocrisy with sullen faces and battered hearts.