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Monday, June 20, 2005

the lpg syndrome

The whole of last week he hogged the headlines, whichever TV channel you switched on to, he was there either at the receiving end of tirades or at the delivery end of clarifications. LP, once upon a time, used to denote Long Playing records – that is gramophone records that ran at 33.3 rpm, were flexible, measured nearly one foot in diameter and contained songs that could run non stop for half an hour to 45 minutes each side. Now it is the LPG phenomenon, ‘Louha Purush Gone’.

To the uninitiated, Louha Purush means an Iron Man, in other words a Long Playing man who sticks to his principles, come what may. He never gets swayed by sentiments; he possesses a clear-cut vision, he never backtracks, he always wants to forge ahead. He is forever on the lookout for breaking newer grounds and does not hesitate to call a spade a spade knowing fully well that the same spade may be used by opportunists to dig his grave! It is evident from his present expressions that he is now a changed person, he has learnt lessons the hard way, lessons that they do not teach in any samaj. The world was stunned when he spoke whatever he did speak, people kept their fingers crossed waiting for sinister developments and gauge the turbulence of the under currents and the direction in which they flow. The clouds ultimately passed, without precipitation – unreliable, like our met forecasts. For once, leaders shied away from the camera, even if the camera did focus on some of the wise men and women, the audience were treated to blank stares.

Alas, the images are short lived.

The game over, people have retired to their corners and wait for the bell to ring to announce the start of another game. This is intermission time. Rest awhile, recoup your strengths, confirm that your allies have not deserted you and jump into the ring for the next bout. There are any number of bones to fight for.

Right now it is centre stage for a battle of a different kind – the battle of siblings who do not support the policy of share what you have. The visionary who created an empire must be realizing his folly of not having spelt out, in advance, the formula of happy living. He also was a Louha Purush of sorts, he had all the qualities. Whenever anyone writes modern day Indian history, he can never ignore the contributions of this person. It is unfortunate that his children now fight it out in the streets just like any commoners. No amount of lavishness can wipe away the fact that the empire is disintegrating. The signals that emanate are not ambiguous.

Does the Louha Purush syndrome last for only one generation?


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