Of them, by them, for them

Its that time of the year when the temperatures are soaring to 45 degrees, when the sweating citizens are looking for a breath of fresh air, when the Met Department responsibly spreads the news of approaching Norwesters almost everyday which finally God knows why gets drifted towards Bangladesh, with us being in the same boiling state as ever...during this Sweltering heat and rising temperatures, my country is going in for elections....
Well if you didnt know how elections really looked in this part of the world then lemme just give you a sneak peek into it.... Elections and summer seasons have somehow become synonymous... Every summer you'll find these impeccably starched dhoti kurta or saree clad politicians at every alley or bylane tearing their lungs out...this is the only time you can get to see them...

Genocides, Water issues, industry lockouts, jobs, tax---well almost every issue is seriously handled by them in their stirring public speeches...From hurling abuses to towards the opposition to wearing the most ordinary clothes, titillating "with the masses" sentiment, they are skilled actors of this trade...

Come April or May, these politicians are happily engaged in their task of spreading their same old party mantra door to door through pamphlets, leaflets,---- Red or blue, yellow or orange these party symbols come in different shapes...almirah, lanterns, sickles, flowers, lions, tigers, deftly painted on the white washed walls of your building...Graphitis are popular in this region.... just another expression of their democratic right...

Currently my para is decorated in orange and green as you can guess intercepted with red sickles. Every other evening, when I'm drained out in this sweltering heat, I enter my para which almost looks like a circus decorated with giant hoardings cashing on the poor fate of Nandigram, highlighting Tapasi Mallik's loss, Nano, Industry, ...each of them in their own way continue to tickle the regional sentiments....

Traffic jams are really common during this time as our netas are more concerned about larger issues than mere traffic jams... Every corner of the road is blocked by the maniac processions shouting "bande mataram"--well patriotism redefined at every turn of the road---

The television also plays its role in the elections... encouraging not only to vote but whom to vote as well... Naming specific parties different ad campaigns are launched to encourage the masses... The celebrities join in to encourage the young India to vote....However I have my strong doubts that how many of these pancaked page 3 socialites brave the april sun to cast their votes... (that was cynical me!)

As this frantic fanaticism continues for days, elections knock the door. We finally go to the polling booths, we vote(unless its already being casted by someone else)...and then the television continues on this boring post poll news for days... and finally someone gets the most coveted seat of power...and then.... it goes on...

corruption, bribery, jobloss, taxes, terrorism, power cuts continue till the next elections until you again get to see our starched articulate well wishers... Until this festival in the world's largest democracy is organised again.... Till then.... happy voting!