Saturday 29 December 2018

The Writing is on The Wall..

Narendra Modi: One-term PM?

January 14, 2017, 4:58 PM IST  in Capital Letter | India | TOI
Gujarat is a small, relatively homogeneous state. Its people are entrepreneurial, focused on business and count their success in accumulated assets; not for them the glamour of a corporate career or the power of a government position. To them, government is somewhat ceremonial in the state and a complexity best avoided at the center. They want to just get on with it, providing for their families and future generations, with travel thrown in as a major diversion.
The Gujarati believes that governance with a light touch is best. For the first decade of its existence, the state government coasted along building assets: roads, power stations, factories, pleasant cities and not getting in the way of a thriving mercantile culture.
Things began to change with the decline of the textile industry, the backbone of Gujarat’s thriving economy. Politics began to dictate outcomes. The state was overwhelmed by civil disturbances including large-scale religious and caste riots. This set the stage for the populist Navnirman movement that gave way to the rabid bigotry of the BJP.
There are interesting coincidences surrounding the rise of the BJP in Gujarat and emigration from the state to the US. With the amendment of the US Immigration and Nationality Act in 1968 to allow relative petitions leading to permanent residence (green card) and citizenship, a veritable flood of middle-class people from Gujarat immigrated to the US through the 1970s. By the 1980s, they had established small businesses and begun to prosper.
Like most Gujaratis, the US cohort retained its insularity: not engaging with the host culture, refusing to blend in but especially remitting savings to families back home. Most of the money was transferred through informal channels. I can remember some people wanting to advertise in my India Tribune newspaper offering more rupees to the dollar and cash delivery to specified persons and addresses in Gujarat.
As the quantum of remittances in unreported cash grew, investible surpluses held by recipients also grew and were ploughed into real estate projects. An array of brokers and fixers emerged to facilitate such investments, usually by bending bylaws and circumventing other legal inconveniences. They became the forerunners of the BJP that came to dominate Gujarat politics, banishing the genteel idealists who served Gujarat since its formation.  In their place arose a horde of scofflaws and bigots to grasp at political power.
From these murky swamps emerged a man of overwhelmingly modest intelligence but with remarkable amounts of cunning, Narendra Modi. Starting out with the Kutch earthquake in January 2001, he successfully undermined the incumbent BJP chief minister Keshubhai Patel. Modi used the earthquake to promote himself as a development icon. In reality, he merely coasted on a global disaster relief effort that was mounted in the aftermath of the earthquake.
Right at the outset though, his claims to have created an industrial and infrastructural miracle in Kutch were challenged by Edward Simpson, a highly-regarded anthropologist from the School of Oriental and African Studies (SOAS). In his book, The Political Biography of an Earthquake: Aftermath and Amnesia in Gujarat, India, Simpson argued that not all the changes in Kutch following the earthquake were for the better, and that in the years following the quake, divisions between Hindus and Muslims in Kutch widened.
But with his headline management skills, Modi successfully staved off questions about his role in Kutch by focusing on the development story while stoking the communal fires. As he vaulted to the chief minister’s position after Patel’s ouster, Modi appeared to have crafted a winning election strategy in which the rhetoric was development but the actual organizational play was to polarize the electorate on an anti-Muslim platform.
The following year, 2002, he put it in play following the burning of the train in Godhra and asserted his dominance on Gujarat politics and on the BJP for the next 12 years without ever being challenged about outcomes and intent. Finally, it enabled him to vault to the Prime Minister’s office.
There was one crucial difference, however. As Gujarat chief minister Modi delivered both seats in the assembly and a large vote share. As Prime Minister, he chalked up the first single-party parliamentary majority in three decades but with just about 31 percent of votes. And that’s where the rub lies. Nearly 70 percent of the electorate did not vote for him. Consequently, the questions began to fly thick and fast from virtually the moment he became Prime Minister.
To avoid these questions, Modi took to what Ravish Kumar, the highly regarded anchor of NDTV India, called “eventocracy” facilitated by a “comedia.” Essentially, this meant remaining silent until the questions became persistent and shrill and then with the active collaboration of mainstream media, changing the subject to emotive issues like nationalism, patriotism, terrorism and Pakistan. Or else staging events like the BRICS summit, Madison Square Garden, Wembley or campaign rallies in which the melodrama quotient is insufferably high with quivering voice and tears in his eyes: “beat me first, I have taken on vested interests that will not rest until they have killed me, give me 50 days.” Also high in these rallies is abusive content and whataboutery in which he mocks, derides and rails at opponents.
Easily, the mother of all diversionary tactics was demonetization, his draconian assault on the monetary system. Everyone but the mainstream TV news channels could see the widespread pain it inflicted on the average person but especially the poor and rural populations. But Modi and his cohorts refused to acknowledge just how vindictive and arbitrary it was. They laughed at first, saying the people lined up in banks and at ATMs were black money hoarders. Then they changed the subject to digital payments, cashless economy, and surgical strikes on terror funding and counterfeit banknotes.
But the questions still persist. No amount of headline management and propaganda including suspect opinion polls and feel good stories in the media can change the facts about demonetization: it was a disastrous ploy that hurt virtually the entire population of India; it was an ill-conceived attempt to divert attentions from legitimate questions about the palpable lack of governance; it was a body blow to the economy that could take years to nurse back to health.
Clearly Modi has no answers about the black money cornered by his November 8 announcement; he has no idea of when a semblance of monetary stability will be restored. But he is campaigning for the upcoming state elections as though his life depends on it, cleverly bending the narrative to suggest he is leading a fight against black money, never mind that he has been accused of taking payoffs from a dubious business enterprise and is engaged in a Watergate-style cover up, using government agencies and arbitrary transfers of inconvenient officials.
By staging event after event, finessing the narrative propagated by the pliant and unquestioning media, he hopes to dodge accountability. Many believe though this time, the impact of his idiosyncratic manoeuvre is just too overwhelming. In Gujarat 2002, where his victims were, by and large, a minority; demonetization pits the wishes and hopes of more than a billion citizens against him. That’s why Modi is going to such lengths to convince selected audiences he has the support of the vast silent majority that has suffered because of the black economy.
Back in the real world, many economists are predicting a massive deflation led by huge drops in employment, in investment, in trade. The GDP is expected to plummet to the original Hindu rate of growth.
The countdown begins now; at stake is whether people will be swayed by his fantasies or hold him responsible for the massive damage demonetization has perpetrated on the nation. The way things are going, he could be a one-term prime minister. But there’s no telling what other knee-jerk options he could pull out of his bag of amoral cunning.
DISCLAIMER : Views expressed above are the author's own.

AUTHOR

Rajiv Desai Rajiv Desai
Rajiv Desai writes about change; he casts a critical eye on cities, politics, eco-nomics, travel, lifestyle and especially dogma. His assessments of foreign affairs, economic policy and urban development, made in the 1980s and 1990s, are part of the prevailing wisdom today. He was an advocate of Indo-US friendship, liberal market economics and enlightened civic governance at a time when Soviet-inspired socialism was the norm. 

Major newspapers in India and the United States have published Mr Desai’s pieces. These include The Wall Street Journal, Chicago Tribune, The Times of India and The Economic Times. A frequent commentator on television news programs, he has appeared on BBC, CNBC, NDTV and other channels. His 1999 book, Indian Business Culture (Butterworth-Heinemann, Oxford, UK), won plaudits with one reviewer terming it, “a high-level discussion of economic policy.” 

Mr Desai holds a Master of Science degree in Journalism and a Master of Arts in Political Science

Thursday 27 December 2018

What makes a 56year old guy take his 66 year old wheelchair bound special needs sister along with him to a police station at 2 am on a winter night?


https://shaktish.blogspot.com/2018/02/remembering-special-valentinethree.html?m=1


What makes a 56 year old guy take his 66 year old wheelchair bound  special needs sister along with him to a police station at 2 am on a winter night?

This is what I precisely did on Wednesday 26fh December 2018.

The harassment and mental torture caused to me and my sister Rukaiya who is multichallenged special needs senior citizen is immense due to the falsity, duplicity and malafide intent of one Mr.Imran Shaikh.

On 17th November 2018 I took my CQ40 hp laptop to one Mr Imran Shaikh  running a small repair shop from a cubby hole in #AtlanticHouse on #LamingtonRoad #Mumbai.

(He had earlier put a new keyboard and done other work on my laptop some months ago)

As soon as he connected the laptop his first words were it's not starting. As the laptop came on and windows loaded I told him - It's on and it's working. It works only when the adaptor is connected.  The battery does not charge But I work on it for a couple of hours, I told him. He did not seem very happy about it

Just then Microsoft flashed a message   suggesting changing the battery. He immediately said change the battery. I asked him where nearby would the battery be available. Any shop - he said. I also told him the DVD drive was not working fully. Only MP3 format could be played. He said repairing costs of the DVD drive would be heavy and suggested I buy a new one.

I went to #MAXITWorld, a shop a few metres away The new battery and the unboxed #Lenovo external drive were bought under the supervision of my repairman Mr Imran Shaikh.

However when the MAX IT shop people put the laptop on with the new battery in it, it still showed the same message, since the new battery also wouldn't charge. But Windows opened and the laptop was working.

The new battery purchase was cancelled. However I did buy the Lenovo external DVD drive.

 I went back to Imran Shaikh. I was happy for the new acquisition the Lenovo external CD drive. But seemingly, Imran was not. He was his same morose self, as I asked him to suggest what I should do now.  He told me you should ask the person from whom you had purchased the battery more than a year ago.

Since it was quite late and sister Rukaiya was getting restless, we came home. I put on the laptop and connected the new external Lenovo DVD drive. I was worried about the drivers, but Windows automatically installed them. I tested a film DVD and it worked fine.

"Imran had seen the laptop working fine; the battery was not charging.

**So also the MAX IT World shop owners/employees had seen the laptop working

***I had bought a unboxed external DVD drive for the laptop.

These things need to be kept in mind for the events that took place the next day and for the next almost six weeks thereafter.

THE NEXT DAY - 18th November 2018

As suggested by Imran -the repairman, the next day 18th November 2018, sister in tow,  I went to look for the person I had bought the laptop battery from, several months ago. I only knew he was on the first floor of a building opposite the #DBMargLamington RoadPolice Stn.and that he also repaired laptops.

I kept on asking shopkeepers on the ground floor if there was any laptop repairing being done on the first floor of each building in that row. I must have climbed and searched  3-4 buildings, but did not find him. I was a little disappointed. What should I do next?

I remembered once earlier there had been a problem with my power cord and my friend #Vinayak who has a shop on the road outside #AlanticHouse, had suggested I should change it. So I asked one of the road stall owners Mr. #Subhash for it. We fixed the new power cord to the adaptor, but still the result was the same. The laptop started, but the battery would not charge and the same system message flashed suggesting replacement of the battery. Despite this I bought the new power cord paying Rs 100/- for it to #Subhash

I crossed the road to Vinayak, my friend and stall owner outside Atlantic House and told him  about it. He told me you can ask Imran if he can repair it, but he won't do it immediately. You'd have to leave the laptop with him.

I went in to Imran's repair shop and asked him if he could resolve the laptop battery non-charging issue. He said he would try, as he took the laptop, but most importantly refused the new power cord and adaptor which I offered to him. He took my short signature on two or three places on the laptop including the keyboard.  He asked me to call and enquire about the status of the laptop.

* The laptop was working when I bought and tested the new power cord from Subhash.

**I crossed the road and minutes later I handed over the laptop to Imran.

*** Imran the repairman, refused the power cord and adaptor I offered to him alongwith the laptop.

These points need to be kept in mind to understand fully and correctly the traumatic, stressful and tortuous events that followed thereafter.

THEREAFTER
Then followed evasiveness, false accusations, spreading lies causing immense stress and mental torture and harassment and physical hardship to me and my wheel chair bound 66 year old handicapped sister, who needs supervision and escorting 24x7.

I called and went to Imran  shop (which incidentally is rented out to Imran by my friend Vinayak) several times over the next four  weeks or so. Most of the times taxis would refuse us and I had to with great difficulty push Rukaiya's​ broken wheel chair safely from home - Haji Ali Government colony to Lamington Road passing through the rough, dugup road ( #MumbaiMetro excavations ) after turning right from Navjivan Society.

{I may add that the #OrevaEbike on which I used to transport Rukaiya, a scooter converted to a handicapped vehicle, has been lying standstill for want of new batteries which cost about ₹13,000, since the past eighteen months or so.}

At first Imran would say he hadn't taken up the work of the laptop in hand yet, then saying that the laptop was not starting and then further suggesting and making veiled accusations that I had shown the laptop to some other repairer after my first visit to him on 17th November 2018. An utterly baseless and false accusation which he has been spreading around.

Sometimes Rukaiya in her wheelchair would be waiting a long time on the footpath of Atlantic House building entrance and the shopkeepers there would complain that she stops passers-by and we have to keep answering them. I told them she cannot be left alone at home, to which one shopkeeper even said - Put up a board on her wheelchair saying "Please Ignore"

The harassment, mental torture and physical hardship reached a break point about 17 days ago. I was at Imran's shop and hewas attending another customer and being evasive once again. I came out and found my steps heading towards #DBMargPoliceStation. I did not want to lodge a complaint so without taking any names I explained the whole problem to the police inspectors on-duty asking them for suggestions on what I should do, after​ I had finished my story. The police were symp athetic and said it's your word against his word. How can one say who is speaking the truth? But then the police official softened his tone and told me - instead of asking us, you ask him (Imran) what he suggests.

So I went to Imran and accordingly asked him. Imran said he would repair the laptop and restore it as it was I.e. have it working (without attending the battery non-charging issue) after three days, on Monday i.e.10th December 2018. But he once again started being evasive when I called him saying there is a problem with this and that. I then told him I don't understand what you are saying, I just know that you had agreed to give the laptop back as it was on Monday. Whereupon he again evaded answering by saying he was doing work and would call me. But Imran's call never came. I tried many times to go to his shop but my sister Rukaiya's special needs and demands prevented me.

Night of 25th / 26th December

Rukaiya keeps irregular hours, keeps awake most of the night and asks me to take her out late in the night. And she did just that even on 25th December night. We were at Haji Ali and on an impulse I decided to go to #DBMargPoliceStation. I explained my situation and the details of my "Laptop Case". The lady Senior police inspector incharge listened patiently and suggested that I go to the #ConsumerCourt.

Christmas Day was over and it was 2.00 am Wednesday, 26th December 2018

Just then a very Senior Police Officer arrived and started inspecting the police log book. He also asked the lady Senior inspector what was our issue when he saw us standing outside

We were called inside and the details were noted down. No complaint was filed. I also stated that illegal/unauthorised access was repeatedly done in our house (I have complained to #TardeoPoliceStation and there was evidence that the desktop computer and laptop were tampered with and accessed and even a fake Facebook​ account of my sister Rukaiya was created from this laptop. The lady Sr.Police Inspector incharge, advised us to put our complaint in writing.

The above account/post maybe treated as an FIR and accordingly taken cognisance of and acted upon  #SeniorInspectorInCharge #DBMargPoliceStation

My sister is a #Woman, a #SeniorCitizen and individual aged 66 years #PersonWithDisabilities. Alongwith me she has had to suffer great hardship due to the actions/inaction of #ImranShaikh and other persons like him.

Last but not the least why would someone want to break into our house? No valuables. It is one more question that needs answering.

#CommissionerOfPoliceMumbaiPolice
#AnilDevli #NitinTakane
#SanjuktaSharma
#DhananjayTalgeri
#MelchiadesDias
#YvonneNelson
#SeemaBabarKhan
#GPandrangRow
#RoyWadia
#DevikaIrani
#AranaKausar
#ShamunVirpurwala
#RafikaGandhi
#DrShabbirVirpurwala

SOS !!!
Rukaiya cannot be left alone. If left alone she tries to move about without support and ends up injuring herself grievously. So help is needed on this immediately.


Saturday 8 December 2018

It's Struggle Time



From this month onward I have refused to accept the rs 4000 (cheque) + rs 1000 cash from my sister RAFIKA GANDHI and her hubby Iqbal GANDHI. From January 2019 I shall not be accepting the amounts I receive from brothers Shamun Virpurwala and Dr Shabbir Virpurwala.

This is done due to their failure to share in the responsibility towards our special needs sister Rukaiya who is now 66 years old, bonafide handicapped person with a history of spasticity and who is under my care and supervision, since several decades  and exclusively cared for and supervised 24x7 after our mother's death in August 2012.

I had asked my siblings to at least arrange for a domestic help for cleaning the house and utensils in the first week of July 2018 giving them sufficient time - UpTo 30th August 2018 to make arrangement for the required domestic help. However ,  they failed to do so.

Sister RAFIKA says she has been  telling everyone but no one has come forward to take up the part-time assignment. Whilst eldest brother Shamun also expressed in ability to find one and was awed by a one time full housecleaning charge of Rs 2500 (1day) by professional cleaners 
Dr Shabbir our other brother is head of dental Dept at Saifee Hospital and also private practice in Fort, Mumbai has been aloof and did not participate in this discussion.or any other.

After 30th August deadline passed and it was seen that I did not take any retaliatory action, the powers that be, who control our lives, both mine and Rukaiya's through controlling our minds with what I have called "cerebral engineering", became merciless and started 'programming' my mind to do all kinds of household cleaning to the point of exhaustion, pain and injury. It was this mental exploitation and torture which made me leave Hajiali and go to our native places - Godhra and Lunavada.  There, once I relayed our plight, I was asked if this mental torture was due to the Marathi community, I replied that I do not know.

We came back from Godhra in October first week  hoping that our just requirements  would be fulfilled.

But that was not to be. The Mind control/Cerebral engineering activities continued albeit in a subtle manner and there were still no signs of an house maid.

So I decided to adopt the Japanese way. of protesting  -not to accept money yet continue to do all 'programming'' resulting activities.

I told my sister RAFIKA GANDHI, it was enough that 'cerebral engineering' was being done to make me do work in our house by whosoever, why should you pay for it.

Maybe the
money given monthly by the siblings, now saved, will enable them to arrange for paid housecleaning professionals as a small part of fulfilling their duties towards their 66 year oldh  handicapped sister and 56 year old younger brother who has been taking care of her exclusively for the past seven years 24x7