Bullying, hooliganism and backbiting in politics

- Unencumbered joy-inexhaustible antani

In our country, the handicrafts of different provinces have become a distinctive feature of the area. However, when the elections are near, no one can match our leaders in the art of holding hands and letting go. Only a connoisseur of such craft and art can rise to the top.

Like every year, this time too I had to go to the national exhibition of handicrafts held at the Big Cross Maidan in Mumbai. One look and one mistake read the handicrafts, but the prices were very high. The uncles who were together said, 'Are we being cheated by keeping such high prices? So this exhibition can be called a handi-craft exhibition instead of handicraft.'

As we moved forward looking at everything, we saw a stall on the board of which was written: 'We will find all kinds of artistic spoons there.' My uncle and I walked in and were amazed at the variety of spoons.

From two-inch wooden spoons to two-foot spoons, finely carved and carved spoons, different metal spoons, hand-studded spoons, we praised the artisan and said, 'We have never seen such a variety of spoons anywhere else in our life. Where do you come from?' 'We come from a village near Delhi,' replied the artisan harshly.

Hearing the artisan's reply, Pathukaka immediately slapped me and said, 'Such art of spoon-making can only be possible in Delhi side. Could this craftsman have been inspired by seeing live-spoon spoons of all kinds and varieties in Delhi itself? There are many giri stations in our country, but the main Chamchagiri station is only one!'

As we left the exhibition, I said to my uncle, 'You will be truly amazed to see the craftsmanship of the Avanwa Chamcha artisan!' Then the uncle gently took out a small carved spoon from the top pocket and showed it to me and said, 'See this my handiwork? By distracting the attention of the stall holder, he took the food. What can I do? Forced by habit.' I knew my uncle had a disease known as klotomania of stealing without this. So immediately snatched the spoon from his hand and returned it to the stall.

I threatened uncle, 'Big men can't get rid of spoons and you can't stop stealing spoons?' Uncle said with a little longing, 'What cure for mental illness? Did you know that even a superstar comedian of Hindi films had a penchant for stealing spoons like me?'

I said, 'Many years ago that star comedian had a program in Rajkot. After the suppar-duppar hit program was over, comical Bhaijaan went to the house of a Gujju artiste's grandmother, a former Rajya Sabha MP, for breakfast. After leaving Tess for breakfast and water while walking towards the hotel, Bhaijan took out two silver spoons from his pocket and said, 'Chammach churane ki buri adaat hai kya karun? Par tumhare Gandhivadi familiwale itne sacche aur achhe insan hai, is liye mainne socha ke churaye hue chammach wapas de dena chahiye. Lo beta, tum nanaji ke ghar pe de dena.' After that he retorted, 'Ab kahan pahale jaisi neeti rahi hai? Aajkal was Chandi ke chamche nahi chamchon ko chamche hai... Bol, beta signed or not?'

Uncle said, 'Very true. Spoon it as if it is silver! Politics rests on three foundations, and 'tea' comes at the end of the name of those three foundations, one is false expenditure, long debate and big tea.'

I said that I remember the story of Mulla Nasruddin narrated by Osho. Mulla Nasruddin, who became the emperor's most trusted chamcha by attending, used to perform chamchagiri round the clock. The emperor's royal cook once made a stew of bitter gourd and spiced vegetables. Badshah ate and licked his fingers and told the Mulla what the vegetable had made! Reward the cook with 100 gold coins. Mullah Nasruddin praised the vegetable with two mouths and said: Badshah safe, bitter gourds are bitter in taste but sweet in quality. Now you have to eat the vegetable of karela every day.

The next day too, the cook prepared the curry vegetable and the emperor ate it with relish. Mulla said: Karela is not the answer, eat the same vegetable tomorrow too. He started to make the royal cook of karela vegetable every day. On the sixth day, the emperor got tired. As if he saw the bitter gourd vegetable in a golden plate, he cut the entire plate and said: Now if the cook prepares the bitter gourd vegetable, I will blow his neck. Mulla Nasruddin shouted twice as loudly at Shahi Khan Sama that Khabardar... if the vegetable of Karela has been made! The emperor will not leave you alive. Is kale a vegetable to eat?

The poor royal cook panicked and said that Mulla Nasruddin Saheb, earlier you used to praise the vegetable of karela and now why are you condemning it? Mulla said: I am the emperor's royal spoon. Is there a spoonful of bitter gourd?

Hearing this, Pathukaka said, 'In the days of Badshahi, the same spoons like Mulla Nasruddin are the same spoons going around in the presence of leaders in democracy?'

I said, 'Uncle, I just saw a foreign magician play on TV. This sorcerer's body was like an iron magnet. Small spoons to large spoons stick to their bodies as soon as they touch them. He literally stuck more spoons to his body like this and then walked all over the stage. The people greeted him with thunderous applause.'

As soon as he heard this, uncle said, 'What is the big deal? In our country, right from the leader to the actor, spoons are attached to it? People stick to the one they chose. The chipko movement was started in the Himalayas to save the environment and now the spoon chipko movement is going on to save the politicians.'

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Chamche jis potan me

Rahate hai use hi blank karate hai,

Then where is the log?

Apne Saath Chamche Rakhte Hai?

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Flatter first

Talve chatte hai,

Then pay this

Use hi kate hai.

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Leadership flattery

Aur chamcho se dhiri hai,

This is leadership

Janata ki nazron se giri hai.