The only thing that is buzzing in the Capital these days is politics. It suddenly seem to matter to all — be it the first-time voter who’s still dealing with her pimple problems, the vegetable vendor who hopes for a pro-poor agenda or the rich brat who just doesn’t seem to tire bragging about how a big-shot politician borrowed his “Papa’s Gulfstream Jet”.
Well it makes me happy. Suddenly politics has become so inclusive. But then what’s the hottest word within politics? Yes, Rahul Gandhi of course; but I think it’s what he represents — the youth.
The first day when the newly elected UPA MPs gathered at the Parliament House, the TV cameras panned just on the youth brigade — the Baba log and many Baby logs too. Those images reminded me of a typical Day One in college.
The young women MPs bundled together at one end and men at the other. They exchanged pleasantries and went through introductions — so very reminiscent of fuchchas in college. And believe you me, I did see some young male MPs blush while chatting up young lady MPs. I wouldn’t be surprised if there evolves a love affair within the Parliament. Wouldn’t that be nice? And even spicy if they hail from rival parties!
Guess what, khadi isn’t the chosen fashion in the Parliament. It’s all linen these days. Crisp white linen kurta pyjamas for guys and fine-count cotton or silk salwar-kameez and saris for ladies. I suggested an MP friend to go for a linen-blend that won’t crumple. “What’s that dude? Please help me get a dozen pair of kurta pyjamas in linen-blend,” said the dude MP.
You also won’t find a white hand-towel on the backrest of the powerful chair or the car seat of these MPs. Sweat pangs are unavoidable, but it’s so symbolic of the crass neta culture that I hope the youth eliminates it from Indian politics.