NAMO : THE HARRIED POTTER REMOULDING INDIA

NAMO - THE HARRIED POTTER

REMOULDING INDIA

By: Wing Commander Abhishek Matiman (Retd.)

          As chants of 'Har har Modi', 'Ghar ghar Modi' continue to reverberate across the Nation or I dare say, with conviction - across the World, there are very few with the gumption to look deep enough, at the skillfull craftsmanship of the Man, that goes into remoulding Indian polity.

           At a time when decades of divisive politics had actually widened gaps to an extent that 'vote banks' unabashedly came to be prefixed by the name of the religion they pertained to. When the populace and media in all its forms accepted it as part of typical political discourse, immersing the nation into endless nervewracking debates desperately vying for TRPs….in came the Wizard, knowing all too well, the nuances of winning minds and hearts using the one unifying factor in a land of diversity - THE NATION.

           Taking over the reins in 2014, riding a wave of attached popular sentiment drawn out of a perception of him being a man of action, a decisive hard task master - the no nonsense kind, who for a change, really believed 'Nation Comes First'. Once firmly in the driving seat, he did swing into action. Brought about changes long in the waiting - took big decisions even at the risk of losing popular support (only seldom does it happen in parliamentary democracies where 'vote' reigns supreme) to safeguard the long term interests of the nation.

       What's been unique all along is his confidence in the people whose misery he works to alleviate. Always aware and admirably confident of the unquestionable connect he has established with his people, right upto the last man in the line. Be it by meeting them, talking to them through his 'Mann ki Baat' or staying in sync with their needs/aspirations. Most significantly, ensuring unprecedented implementation/delivery of projects designed to bring comfort to the poor, thereby actually making a difference by directly affecting lives right down to the rock bottom of the economic ladder.

         In a first, a nation perenially sick of false promises made in election speeches with little or nothing to follow once their votes nefariously plucked - had a leader who visibly strained every nerve to ensure he delivered what he promised. Naturally though, without 100% success but definitely a more than creditable output - thus far unseen, unheard. All along evoking Nationalism, humbly delivering and periodically accounting for the progress in full public view.

         What appealed most to the masses was, that he did it assuming the role of the 'Pradhaan Sevak' for them. Without an attempt to appease, he managed to cut across the erstwhile predominant barriers of caste, creed, language, region and religion only because he never based his talks on them to begin with. All he talked and held himself accountable for, was the 'Rashtra' - the one single force that has held the entire 1.3 billion together since times immemorial.

      The malleable millions, soaked in revelry at the dawn of 'Swaraj', blissfully unaware of the nuances of self governance were only too naive to trust their celebrated leaders then, to shape their destiny. Few amongst these 'masters of the destiny of independent India', whilst celebrating the unity in diversity on the outside continued to build walls within, in their self serving quest for sustenance in seats of power. No wonder though, they had, after all been instrumental in laying down the constitutional framework and deciding the very form of governance and hence knew it all too well to exploit.

          This nurturing of differences within, for political gains - not essentially with an ulterior motive to divide, gradually grew into a behemoth staring the very same 'masters' in the face. The utter lack of foresight had started taking it's toll. Unfortunately, somewhere down the line, the original idea of serving the people got lost in a change of priorities and it was here that dynastic politics slid itself stealthily in. That, truly

marked the beginning of the rot in Indian politics.

           Over the decades, rifts widened and appeasing 'votebanks' came to be accepted as part of political compulsions. The nation now lay fragmented, sadly on all possible lines. The virtuous 'Netas' and 'Netagiri' of the yesteryears, now became synonymous with corruption and mere self gratification by despicable means unheard of earlier.

          The 'Rashtra' - in dismay, looked hard and deep for a real leader to redeem itself. The political arena by now was dominated by the self serving - now shamelessly corrupt and looting it without pity, fear or remorse. Scams mounted, colossal sums exchanged hands and stashed abroad. A beleaguered 'Rashtra' trudged along, barely managing with the bits it could cough up in exchange for the natural wealth mother nature had endowed it with. Such was the state of despair that even the greatest of patriots in a position to afford, started contemplating migrating abroad or at the least send their children packing for a better future. As regards the majority, who could ill afford those expensive dreams….lesser said the better.

           This exactly was the state, when the 'harbinger of change' showed up like a golden ray of hope on the gloomy horizon. NaMo as the world knows him - now larger than life, wasn't exactly the 'goliath' then. More like your guy next door. What made him stand out was that he was an exception. Exception, just because he grew simply practicing the very values passed on to all of us from the Vedic era. Most significantly, he did it with elan even through the quagmire of dirty politics and yet managed to outshine all. His driving force - his love for his Motherland. Nation indeed came first for him, always and everytime. Fortunately for us, it meant HIS love for OUR Bharatvarsh. And this time around, the people made no mistake identifying their redeemer.

        Whilst naysayers continue to hang onto their web of lies trying to malign the Man and undermine his deeds, he continues to soar like the Phoenix on the back of over a billion dreams.

           The malleable clay baked red in the furnace of divisive politics over decades, hardened so much so, as to create an unnerving clang even at a well meaning gentle touch is what - he managed to hold - mind you people, now with both hands. The hardened shell, as expected is giving way to the warmth of his touch only for the Artisan to reincarnate it into a fresh new shape as the world stands up and watches in awe.

         The recent election results hardly leave any scope to contest the fact that men and women irrespective of caste, creed, language, region and religion across Bharatvarsh have chosen him to lead them. Again, detractors reserve their right to argue, albeit against their own conscience - and even be heard, courtesy media outreach in the present times and Freedom of Expression that the Constitution of India guarantees to them. The writing, however, is on the wall.

        NaMo - truly the 'harried potter' of modern India, a name so common yet achievements unparalleled - bashes on regardless with deft hands and nimble fingers, skillfully reshaping the destiny of Bharat. Always with a sense of purpose, this time with a sense of urgency too to take the Nation into the league it most deservedly belongs - truly Man on a mission. It has been work in progress ever since he took charge, and definitely shall be, in just the right direction in this second edition too.

           As for the rest….Lo and behold as the Man takes Bharat marching ahead to its rightful place under the Sun. All that, before (if my limited understanding serves me right)….having done his job of putting Bharat at the high pedestal of his dreams, he quietly sublimes into thin air, all by himself.

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 *The writer has regularly been writing for mainstream newspapers, he also appears on TV news channels in debates pertaining to Defence and Geopolitical affairs.