Super common man

India is the next superpower. We had a super culture. We are trying to super civilise.  We are building the 100 % indian super computer.  We have super cities that play and display super action movies. We have super crimes.  We have super nuclear plans and at the same time we have super unclear plans too. We have some super common peopleBut they are  in a deep Super “Sleep”…. Sleeping for ever ….. SUPER COMMON MAN …….
He is fighting in his “Super” dream. Its the constant friction between losing Culture and adapting Civilization.
The so  called common man, or  poor of earth are the whipping humans for the richer humans of earth who see no value in these humans and the richer humans know they can push the poor humans around like the peas on their over ample dinner plates!
Common people fight against officials and fail.   But still common people fight, It sets an example which changes the history of mankind.  Common man fights the system. Admisinitrative system.  System of schemes and plans.
 Irregularities in administration of schemes and depriving the poor of the assured benefits should be treated as a crime against humanity. May be it will chasten a responsible group of officials. 
Humanity is facing an adversity.  Humanity is the story of “Struggle of this common man”.
Adversity is like a strong wind. It tears away from us, all but the things that cannot be torn, so that we see ourselves as we really are. Memoirs of a Geisha
Gandhi believed that one day he will come back to see his country and countrymen.  But he was not sure when. He is waiting. 
They say ‘Never break your dreams, Protect them’.  He too dreamt often.  But he dreams of an INDIAN visit, every now and then.  Every dream left him with loss of tears.  Sad though, he just cried looking at the poor. Gandhi had come as a guest (un invited though )to see the re-public day parade.  He was dropped at the posh MP locality of Delhi, by GOD’s carrier at Mid night’s Heavanoplane(*thats a aeroplane originally developed for Ravana, may be by Ra-One Labs but confiscated by GODs , may be G1 or G 7).  He happened to witness a re- private party, on the republic day. Politicians of all castes and creed were enjoying drinks and brings.  Somebody threw a pack of rubbish outside, it hit on his face.  Some like to paste entire cakes on their friend’s face during b day parties. Something similar happens every second in india. Rubbish falls out of homes into locality almost every second.
“SOMEONE SOMEWHERE IS THROWING RUBBISH INTO INDIA
Indians rank number high in brings and hospitality.  They will eat from any dining table untill it is a social and legal problematic issue.  Like a politician may enjoy a low caste bring in the dark, and keep on enjoying it till its almost dawn, but stops it right then. Because its day. He has to be legal in the bright day.  Ilegal is only at night( darkest time of the day, when you are invisble).
“ALL MEN SHALL BE ENJOYING ILLEGAL EQUALLY, DOING IT INVISIBLY AS THEY SHALL ESCAPE THE EYES OF GOD”
There are untouchable politicians in india.  Some caste politicians look whiter, creamier much like Indopeans(Indo-europeans), other caste look like black with brownish barbaian tarnish.
UNTOUCHABILITY IS LIKE a political DAY NIGHT MATCH, never play in the day/ play it safe at night.”
  MOST POOR INDIANS ARE POOR,LIVING IN POORLY LOOTED CONDITIONS, LOOTED BY OWN COUNTRYMEN, POOR INDIAN GOVERNMENT CREATES WEALTH FOR POOR, LOOTS IT WITH PURITY, POOR RICH Guys give 1 Rupee coins to every beggar they see on the POOR INDIAN ROAD FOR SYMPATHY.
Sympathy is filled in our heart like urine fills our bladder. Faithfully oblige any Urinal till you havent released the last drop. Once its released, We bashed our urinal culture.  Thwack system. 
“EVERY SYSTEM STARTS AT HOME”
Home to every Indian,  is a promised promise by the Indian Law. 
We often forget the quality of our judiciary ! The hon’ble judges with the inputs from the learned lawyers & police demanded few years for time for pronouncing judgement on the murderer caught during crime. The criminals, if at all punished, serve the term and re emerge themselves as Super criminals.
We only love superlatives. We love “Super” Hits, “Super” Fast. Our relatives and friends (mostly indians) love us because we have a ‘Super’ Job, ‘Super’ Spouse , ‘Super’ House.  Others might like you for “Super” Computer and your “Super” Mouse ….
“Super social identity”, of even the corrupt people makes them  Our “Super” Heroes…..
Our “super heroes‘ are somewhere in a party, hitting each other and bitching about us…. they are doing it “SUPER”…
We are in the “Super” deep sleep…..One day we will wake up ………or may be never at all …. till  then no one can respond to the call of humanity.

 Society ……..

………. continues ……… to grow in number …. SUPER BILLION …..

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Author: apboss

I love to share and experiment with words, words for me are like olfactory senses, they wake me up in a garden of experiences, SOUL meets me

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