Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Thank GOD for the middle class
Today morning was having a discussion with my mom regarding the Gandhi family. Recently a lot has been talked about with regards to it in the office. In teh discussion mom said that the lower class wouldn't have anything to do with morals and ethics. Their females would do anything from teh now acceptable , smoking, to the red light area activities, so would their men in fact. The super rick or the powerful too have no one to answer. They are accountable only to themselves (?) What remains is the middle class. The class that suffers no matter what. The class that travels in the trains crushed by hundreds of other similar travellers who have no option left for travelling inspite of paying all the taxes. The middle class man who after being frustrted by driving on the potholes can only manage making a fight with the auto rickshaw guy or his wife, but nothing beyond that reaches the men actually responsible for his apathy. A lot has been written about the awakening of the middle class man and the changes he can bring about. I like the rest of them are apparently waiting for someone to begin. Coming back to the discussion, I was wondering if the society should be thankful to us for the principles that we bring in. Should we be thankful to the dad who is strict enough to ask his daughter to be home by 11p.m. at least and give a call at 10:30 p.m. to let him know where she is and how is she planning to travel (these time deadlines have been extended by an hour since the time I was a teenager!! ) Should we be thankful to him because he slaps his son in time to restrict him from venturing off-course at an early stage. I shudder at the imagination if these dads' didnt exist. Would things have collapsed into their own negative spiral or would the soceity have learnt to accept the fact that girls do get raped and men turn into goondas only like we have accepted corruption .... I am glad I don't have to see it for real as to what actually happens. But I am not sure if I can stay this happy for very long. I wish I can.... We all do!!
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i still remember nisarg the day when me and diven were coming together with u from shri sai classes....it was raining and we stopped below ur building....i was totally drenched by the time i reached home....my father was gazing in my eyes to see i was speaking truth......but they were the best of the times.....just cycling and enjoying and when time is spare sit down to study.....:)
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