Rahul Gandhi’s Unfinished agenda—
In a Hamlet like situation, will he won’t he continues to
muster public debate.
I am not privy to the heir –apparent’s thoughts, but I
have seen him as a young man eating parathas out of a plastic tiffin in St Columba's School like any other middle class boy when the sons of rich Marwari and
Punjabi businessmen were doling out wads of pocket money and having chauffeurs wait upon them.
Yes he was the Prime
Minister’s grandson then, and Indira Gandhi had been in power eleven years. A fine simple boy in
Class 8, simply trying to cope with having a normal Indian school life when the news came that bullets
had struck. That surely was the end of childhood and the beggining of an abnormal life of
fear. What has propelled him into politics? Instead of like our own kids he could
be in New York or Barcelona, lapping up the good life.
It's an emotionally unfinished agenda—if only his supporters in the Party could understand this beyond the chorus of
`PM, PM’.
Perhaps the boy within that young man does not want to inherit a hollow republic and truly wants to first set India right.
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