26 October, 2020

Adarsh Society

Here is my 31-storeys-high story. I remember a time when I was just plain land...

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Adarsh Society

Here is my 31-storeys-high story. I remember a time when I was just plain land. And then came all those clearances and my friend (a small plot in the neighbourhood) said they were going to build a skyscraper. “Whatever for?” I wondered aloud. “Arre bhai,” said my neighbour, “they are supposedly raising the building for the widows of the soldiers who were martyred in Kargil but actually they will be allotted to top generals, politicians and bureaucrats.” That indeed was confusing and I, being just a piece of Maharashtra government land, was naive enough to ask whether the prospective allottees will undergo a sex change operation or whether they were actually war widows. “These men have powerful connections,” I was told. That had me  stumped. “Airtel or Vodafone?” I asked. “Political connections,” said my neighbour with a hint of exasperation in his voice.

Now, if you are a piece of land then there is little you can do to fight powerful humans. But I did my bit. I...



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