Elections in WonderLand

My village - a wonderland but being a part of this great nation election are held there also!!!!
Those were the days after SE examinations when i went back to my village . The air was filled with the enthusiam, walls were painted with slogans and posters . No no that was not the parliamentary elections but that was a small "panchayati Raj Chunav(elections).

The primary contenders were two rich and dominant personalities of the village. Both had money, power and relations upto GandhiNagar( For those who dont know -"GandhiNagar is capital of Gujarat"). The campaign was on the full flow. There were rallies ,bhashan and big big promises which as an external person(i dont have voting card) i knew never going to be kept.

But the real face of the democracy came before me when i saw contenders offering money to poor people ,offering jobs to their underage children in their mines and asking those poor people to vote them. I felt pitty on this system, these big words "democracy,secularism,equality " etc.This are words in books only until we provide those people food and security. It was totaly unfair on my side to expect those people to behave in ideal way when there was nothing to cook on that evening in their house.How can i expect a person who doesnt have money to buy salt to be honest.If he is getting money for nothing( Indians believe that right to vote is nothing for them).he will definitely earn that money i dont mind that because that is not his fault its fault of us , the educated lot of this country . we have to do something for them instead of going abroad and settle there.
That day i wondered how this country functions. When bottom to top this is the way to work,this is the way we elect our representative how this country is growing at the rate of 8-9%
every year. Its nothing less than a miracle.
But soon after results of the elections i got my answer.The both the contenders who were offering money didnt win the election.The third guy a moneterory average but a nice guy won that.
Whatever be the system we Indians( atleast my village people) take maximum out of that(perfect example of the greedy algorithm),they took all the benefits given by those two and voted according to their own wish..
That day i got the reasons why even though there is so much of corruption, so unorganised election procedure, we are growing at the pace at which China is growing.(Hats of those poor but responsible people of the country).

Episode 1: Ladoo or Rock

Wonders are everywhere..people believe that there are only seven wonders in world but i do believe something different . My village is the eighth wonder of the world . A small village in the
west most part of the country, it is most amazing place to be at.A village where everyone is so innocent that you can extract humor from their most serious a attempt to do that thing.

Here is the one incident i observed during my Deepawali break in Second year.

I was studying in my room when i saw a group of children standing in circle and discussing something among themselves. When i looked closely i found they were trying to break a laddoo(A sweet made by mothers in my village during festivals) .I heard someone saying i will get a hammer and then we can break it. I was surprised what they are trying to do but still i found itinteresting.Suddenly an aunty entered the scene and started pulling away children telling them they can be hurt if ladoo goes into the air after hitting.She started to hit the ladoo with hammer but ladoo was a like hard rock only pieces were being removed from the above surface.She started giving those to children and they were chewing pieces as if they were chewing some chewgum. I saw them chew the same piece till evening.After some time aunty got frustrated and threw that on a wall, but alas!! the cement from the wall was removed but oh god ladoo was intact!!!!
Later on when aunty saw me watching all drama, told me " beta kuch nahn inke mama ke ghar se mithai aayee thi mene nahn banai!!! But her son was too honest to tell me that ladoo was made by her mother herself.

Acknowlegment to SomeOne

This is an article to acknowledge contributions of a friend in my life...
I am not talking about my girlfriend but someone whose memories are very faint in my mind but i still remember her.I don't know how she looked, where did she live but i remember her teaching me lessons after classes, having lunch with me in breaks, sitting next to me so that she can show me her homework, who checked my pronunciation every time spoke .

These were the days when i was a young boy lacking confidence in myself, depending on others for every small thing. Not able to communicate with my classmates, i was alone.No friends ,no companions , they didn't even consider me as their classmate.I was a totally dumb boy who can't do anything at his own.

But everybody has someone in life who changes them. I had that little angel name Saranya
my first friend in life whom i always remember as a person who believed me,who encouraged me, who sat with me for hours when i stuck in one problem giving me confidence that i can do that,who understood me.

That one year, my fourth standard, changed the whole scenario.I got the self confidence, i realized my potential.That all due to a girl not even 10 years old that time.

Whatever i m today or whatever i be tomorrow i will always give credit to that small girl(i still remember her as that small girl whose lunchbox i used to eat).Thanks a lot for being there............
i still remember u my little angel!!!!!!!!

This is the first article i know a bit serious but watch out for my adventures in my wonderland
that is my small village where i am always eager to go, where everyday a comic incident happens,everybody is in his own league!!!