Full Marx to you Mr PM

Its the silence of our leading man thats put him in a spot. He comprehends the nuances of economics but is dumbfounded by socio-economics. One cant help but sympathise with his plight. With a dynastic party on his right and a fledgling partner in the "left", he cant put his mouth where his heart is. Presumably, keeping mum is his way of showing dissent on the fiery matter of reservations. "Affirmative action" is the glorified term to describe whimsical decisions by our polity to aid their vote banks. Aristotle said " The worst kind of social inequality is to make unequal things equal". Philosophy may not be in the good books of our decision makers but rationality seems to have been eschewed as well. A recent study showed that since Mr VP Singh played second fiddle to a certain Mandal, there has been a 90% increase in the number of castes under the OBC category. So, much for social upliftment. It wouldnt surprise me a bit if that rate beats itself by manifolds after the quota implementation in the premier institutes of our country. We sure are headed towards equality. Soon, the county demographics will be so skewed in favour of the backward classes that we all will fall under that category. There wont be another way to survive this land of over a billion. Democracy favours the majority and the backward classes seem to be thriving in terms of breeding on that tenet. While the numbers under the "general" category shrink exponentially, the curve is exactly the opposite for the backward classes. We will certainly need more than 50% reservations in our premier institutes in a few years to cater to these social inequalities. But wait a minute, I am skeptical if we will have any institutes of repute by then. The IITs, IIMs and premier medical institutes are sure to die an unwarranted death and all we will be blessed with the same mediocrity that embellishes most organizations under the aegis of the government. They dont want academics to be an exception. I am ashamed to call myself an Indian this day and admit to my impotency in being able to do anything about the shambles the nation is in. There always were three alternatives that contended for my selection. Stay quiet, do something about the state of affairs or flee. While our PM has opted for the first choice, I have picked the last.

Metatarsal Inc.

Thats the most famous bone ( of contention ) in a world rife with soccer fanatics. With the great extravaganza in Germany barely a month away, a certain Wayne Rooney has been instrumental in granting an (o)cult status to this mysterious link in the human skeleton. Breaking a bone was never such a rage and I am not counting orthopaeds there. "Favourites to virtual also rans" seems to be the predicament for the homeland of the good octogenarian queen. I will hardly be surprised if this piece of human anatomy finds itself in prominent positions not only on those panoramic charts the docs display but also on the connoisseur's menu. Boneless would be replaced by "chicken on a metatarsal". They call it the "metatarsal curse". The better half of a member of the erstwhile "Spice Girls" fell to it the last time Asia held its first football world cup. The BBC certainly made no bones in placing the blame on the foot that broke. Ronaldinho's freak effort that sealed England's fate in that quarter final wasnt the foot that figured in the discussion. Next time my creditors come calling, I know the bone to offer to their henchmen. Probably my ticket to superstardom doesnt lie in my own hands, it lies in my own feet.