Another day at the democracy

It was during my college that I first came in tryst with democracy or some intellectuals say the dance of democracy. Those were the university elections where fate of young graduates was to be decided to help them launch into mainstream national leadership later. I was not so concerned and geared up as were the other fucchas in the campus. Though my seniors were pretty involved and working dark nights to support the candidates for DR and CR. It was a stupid thought for me to work nights campaigning wasting your valuable sleep times after strenuous classes and ragging to add to the complexities. The collegial democracy never influenced me and many others even after we completed our 4 years and moved towards our corporate lives.

Today is my first election day in the national democracy, a movie with a bigger banner and same collegial stars as I used to think. However the day turned to a strange experience for me after I met 100s of national fucchas and got a chance to know their commitments towards the democracy. Please mind it was not a 100% positive encounter or a complete negative wash off. Though it was an observation which may inspire me momentarily to think of a solution to the democracy and not sleep casually.

Mr. Suraj (name changed) is a well settled 6 figure salaried corporate who was taking a single day leave to go to his residence in Bihar; the reason for which I got to know later after seeing a mark on his left index finger.

Then there were many who were cherishing an extra holiday as they had no means to vote in their present temporary locations.

There was another class who came to the polling booths and left smiling on the poor luck of the candidate who could have won if they had brought their Voting I –cards.

Then there was even another class who clueless about the candidates and decided thir choice midway enroute the polling booth. Aajkal zyada kya chal raha hai?

Then there were finally another class which I met lastly at the verification booth who was playing in-pin-septi pin. The great electoral musical chair was being played at the polling station!!!

Now I think that it is just the few percent of already truncated voter number who think, feel and believe in this democratic system. If I think I am one of them I should never miss a vote ever in any banner of democracy to inspire others. If I am an informed citizen who has analyzed my leaders before reaching the booth, I am sure I can help the hundreds of indecisive democratic souls to reach a right person thoughtfully.