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Bihar - I love that state.

If I had ever wanted to realize my dream of being a cannibal a la William Golding's "Lord of the Flies", I would most certainly move to Bihar. That place has no respect for anything, anyone. Nothing matters out there. No position, from the chief minister to the Governor, from the teacher to the headmaster is sacred there. All they think is of how to make that next move that hurts someone, somebody's sensibilities.
I think I would have to spend a lifetime there to understand what "moves" these men. A state where men and women and children are butchered like livestock. I was moved by every atrocity in Jehanabad, until I got tired of getting "moved". Bihar is something I would never understand. I somehow do not even want to understand, how one can butcher someone and is supported by a community.
Manmohan Singh "was" a nice man. He is a tainted man now. Goa. Jharkhand. Bihar. I had had enough. How can you sleep at night. How do you justify your actions to yourself. An academician must have done far far better. No, I do not have any faith in you. You could neither save the tigers nor the democracy. The real thing as well as the symbol is gone. Why do i pay you tax? So that you can cool your rooms with AC's. I hate you and your mates with a hatred that is unparalleled in my short time.
This country is going to the dogs. Look at this. Pune has a 87% returns on amount of electricity supplied. The highest in the country. Delhi has a measily 44% when it has a private authority for collection. Yet, it suffers four hours of power cuts daily. I am quite ashamed to be a part of this country. I am appalled and shocked. I would like a cleansing operation.

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