Sabka Saath Sabka Jhakaas

The culture could have been preserved, and yet it is getting extinct. The real country and its culture is accomodating like "vivaah gaaris" like "gadi lele ghoda lele, lele Hero Honda" accomodate Hero Honda. There are region specific traditions that are getting extinct, and they are not getting extinct because people are forsaking them, no one, no self-respecting man or woman deserts their culture intentionally. People are being forced to leave their culture behind, and earlier I was not sure of it but now I know that it is because it furnishes them with dignity and the motherfuckers who are in control want to deprive them of dignity; at present people are being humiliated for the very thing that afforded them dignity once, their true culture, and the true culture is being replaced by a crude mongrel culture that mimics the regional culture but is devoid of aesthetics and finer sensibilities that the culture once had. Traditions are getting lost because one, people are getting disillusioned because of demonic exploitation and two, survival is too much of a concern to carry the extra weight of traditions too. I have realised that the ones who literally own your mind and body without any legal document to show for it are the same assholes who raped lower class women in the fields and yet prevented them from fetching water from the well because they were "impure". These motherfuckers own you body and mind in this country, and their daddies have disconnected themselves from the roots and have hanged themselves from the balls of Muslims and Westerners and are their coolies while their kids watch Fight Club, The Sopranos and attend Coldplay concerts. It's a cyberpunk setup but in the most pathetic way possible. The scale at which exploitation is taking place is quite unfathomable and in this country it is coupled with a pathos. These pizza eating, diet coke drinking motherfuckers are depriving people of basic dignity and a respectable narrative. Remember Ashok Chakradhar's Holi poetry? Remember when middle class kids had Chacha Chaudhary and Sabu? You can't have shit like that anymore. To give you some comfort, narrative has always been stratified in this country, Delhi Press a press responsible for magazines like Champak, Grihshobha and Sarita which used to print idealistic bullshit in Sarita, was also responsible for Saras Salil, a masala magazine with obscene content specifically for blue collared workers. I have already told you, it's not God. God was never in the picture unless you consider pizza eating diet coke drinking motherfuckers who deprive people from buying and eating pizza with their own money, as God. You can deduce the history of this country now, while Gandhi ji was walking half naked in the whole of country for its freedom, power was silently transferred to the assholes who hanged by the balls of the British and who employed local gangsters and extortionists for crowd control. Isn't this shit too simple for a country like India which has so deep and nuanced philosophies? In the end it is intimidation and blackmail, that's what this country is running on, threat of humiliation and life of loved ones or losing what you already have, and blackmail for the things that you did when your impulses bypassed your code of conduct. You know what the real problem is, they are destroying aesthetics in general, but the arrangement is such that aesthetic can be controlled at an individual level, and that means you can be in Dharavi and yet you can feel that it's beautiful, and I'm not talking about an authentic experience, i'm talking about a very artificial and curated experience. It's none of my business though. I personally have a very Bear Grylls approach to life, I prefer authenticity and I perfer nature but I have realised that nothing is authentic and it hasn't been since very long now. As an Indian it was particularly disappointing to realise that it's not Yamraj killing people in this country, but rapists and extortionists employed by diet coke drinking motherfuckers.