Every morning, I wake up and grab the morning paper to read about the "Common Man" a cartoon by R K Laxman. It is my morning cup of tea. Refreshed, I pack my bag and go to school. Now and then, I discuss the cartoon with friends.Always with a smile on my face, pass by the wrongs with an opinion and a gentle shake of my head only wishing it were be better. The potholes, the inefficiencies of the bureaucarcy, the corruption, the red tape all with a non-controversial opinion of the wrong. I am resiliant, I am indolent, I am carefree, I am the common man.
I walk with my bag, I walk with a smile, now I drive to work. I make enough to have a good living. I come home to the family. I turn on the news, the channels blast about bollywood, cricket, the potholes, the corruption, the bureaucracy, I shake my head and give my opinion. I am the common man.
I save for my family, I work hard, I want see the happiness for my loved ones. Now, I have internet at work. I read about the world, I read about their opinion, I see what they see, I see the pain, I see the unlawfulness, I see corruption, bureaucracy, I shake my head. I am the common man.
Then comes "A wednesday". The common man now has a voice. Opinion now is followed by an action. I hear you my friends, this is a democracy and we are a civil society. The power lies in our voice, we will stay united. The nexus of politicians, criminals and terrorists should not break us apart. We take pride in our culture, but every culture needs to adapt. Lets adapt and fight this weed that is growing into our society, which is tearing us apart. The country that united to fight the Britishers needs to unite again to fight the weed that has choked our will, our force and our unity.
