THE FEAR FACTOR

Fear manifests in many ways. Lesser mortals like me live in the fear of the unknown- the fear of losing someone dear and the fear of losing health and the fear of losing love of near and dear ones. But for larger Mortals all these fears condense in one word- POWER.

The God of Power is no small God. He is more powerful than any in the world’s pantheon of Gods. This God of Power is formless and manages to reach across nationalities, languages, cultures, and etc. This most ironical twist is that this God is whimsical. There can’t be a more fickle God than the God of Power. Strangely this God has a tendency to throw tantrums at those people who worship him the most. Nor is there a shrine or any prayer that can be offered to please this God. So, this God remains elusive especially from people who worship him the most. There is another danger of being a devotee of the God of power – once you are a devotee you always remain one irrespective of the fact that the God does not favour you anymore. Once you have been showered by the God’s benevolence, you get intoxicated by the sheer aura of power and there is no way that you can get out of it. You remain in a daze and stupor… lotus eater……..drunk with power….a hangover from which one can never ever wake up.

And in this stupor, the sycophants of these fallen worshippers have begun to run around like headless chicken. In complete fear of a re-enactment of Tahrir Square in India, the Madonna and her team have gone overboard in slowly imposing restrictions so that the reluctant crown Prince is ready to be the next emissary of the God of Power.. Ironically, in one straight shot, they have isolated the young voters and the huge number of people who use Social Networking Sites; the very crowd who was supposed to give the haloed prince a prized place in the altar of the God of Power.

Strangely this whimsical God Power showers all its benevolence on those who shun and mock at his power. This God makes the weakest an instrument of actions. The timid the oppressed become his voice as they manifest the might and sway of Power. So, a weak Anna who couldn’t care less for Power is the most powerful standing tall among the groveling sycophants. A sincere no nonsense Arvind Kejriwal is any day a preferred choice over the perennially “ foot in the mouth” Rahul Raol Gandhi. And a passionate fiery Kiran Bedi to an impassive Madonna.