Friday, March 09, 2012

Tongue Tied and Twisted...

It is with great sorrow that I have to report, that I believe I am gradually turning into a cynic.

Growing up, I was brought up to believe in the goodness of other people. We are all God's children, we were told. Don't do something that you would be ashamed of when you have to face the maker..

I truly believed in this, and I truly believed that other people truly believed in this.

But I don't believe in this facade any more. I still like to take it as a guiding principle, but no longer a fundamental belief. Or as someone said in our HR class recently, "I believe in people until I have a reason not to". 

You see, fundamental beliefs are a problem these days. It just doesn't help to have fundamental beliefs.

That's what I have become.

And so I felt sad, when I read about the poor IPS officer, who was mowed down by a tractor by the illegal mining mafia in Madhya Pradesh. I wanted to feel for him. I was told he was an honest man. His wife, an IAS officer, on maternity leave. He took on the mining mafia, and had to pay with his life.

I could so relate to him.

But I didn't feel a thing. Just shrugged and moved on..

Maybe it's because of having seen enough police officers. Maybe it's because my Facebook friends, Twitter tweeps and Arvind Kejriwal, kept telling me as to how there is no protection for honest people in this country now that it is being governed by the Congress, and Digvijay Singh telling me that it's all the BJP's fault, without actually knowing what happened. Maybe there's some part of me, which thinks that he was bumped off, not because he was a thorn in someone's side, but because he now knew too much. Maybe because I feel most of the times that when the Times of India gives me some information these days, it has some agenda behind it.

So I don't know what is true, I don't know what to believe, who to believe.

So the only belief I have is a cynical one.

Anyone else notice the irony?
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