Hope Sells Like Hot Cake
After the Almighty God
who is the great peddler of hope,
the grasping netas come the next
By
Mukesh Sharma
Hope, esteemed readers would agree with this blogger
that the hope is the most-sought after ‘commodity’ that has 6.5 billions always
ready ‘buyers’ on the earth; it is not manufactured in any material factory; it
has no fixed price-tag; the poorest of the poor can ‘buy’ it; sometimes, the
richest of the rich fails to buy it. Be it indigent or affluent, it is the
inevitable need of all. The man can’t think of going without it in life; it is
the staple diet of breathing life; it is as indispensable as oxygen; it is the fulcrum
of the wheel of human life. Nothing sells like hope in this world; it sells
like hot cake.
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| Teeming millions, just hoping against hope |
What is more, hope is non-tangible like thoughts yet
can be realized; it is weightless like air yet can carry any weight; it is
countless like stars yet can be numbered; it is shapeless like universe yet can
be recognized; it is motionless like concentration yet can travel through time;
it is invisible like belief yet can be seen in all beings; it is deathless like
soul yet dies every split second to be born again.
What is noteworthy, hope is conceived in present, it
is born in future; it is born from the womb of endless possibilities. The
people call it by different names: Expectation,
Aspiration, Dream, Optimism, Sanguine, Upbeat and Crossed-fingers.
In this well-guarded family of HOPE, head of the
family is the father, Man and Possibility, the mother, a housewife.
The couple, the proud parents of Hope, is also blessed with seven deadly
beautiful daughters: Pride, Greed, Lust,
Jealousy, Gluttony, Wrath and Sloth, the real sisters of Hope and four
humble sons: Fortitude, Determination, Perseverance
and Patience, the noble brothers of Hope. The young men often fall for the
beauty of sisters of Hope and lose the right track in life; whereas the bosom
friends of brothers of Hope can achieve even impossibilities.
It won’t be an exaggeration that hope is life and hopelessness
is cessation of life – death. Life shuttles between action and hope. Happiness
is hope in sorrow. Success is hope in failure. Victory is hope in defeat. Woman
is hope in man. Life is hope in death. Modi is hope in BJP. Rahul Gandhi is
hope in Congress. Obviously, hope is an easy optimism for the hope.
This blogger has satisfactory evidence to mention
here that all socalled professionals sell nothing but hope to their
‘customers’; selling hope is their bread and butter. A Doctor sells hope to
patient. A Lawyer sells hope to his client. A Chartered Accountant sells hope
to businessman. An Educational institute sells hope to student. LIC (life
insurance Corporation of India) is a well known dealer of hope in India,
selling variety of hopes to the insured even after death.
With due apology to believers/faithfuls, this
blogger must say if the role of so-called omnipresent, omniscient and
omnipotent God is observed closely, it appears that ‘He’ is the biggest seller
of hopes. He has millions of ‘outlets’ recognized by the man as Temple, Mosque, Gurudwara and Church.
Tens of thousands throng these so-called religious places to ‘buy’ hopes from
God; people repose trust in ‘branded’ hopes. The opulence of the God’s ‘shops’
proves beyond doubt that brisk business of selling hopes goes on at all the
outlets.
After God, next comes the glib tongue so called
hon’ble netas across the world; they
are the best salesmen who can sell hope even to a dead man – the Statue of Unity (the statue of Iron
man of India revered Sardar Patel, who is said to have united scattered states
into monolithic India during post independence period) is the latest shining
example. The much talked about INC (Indian National Congress) allegedly a
personal property of ONE FAMILY, has been successfully selling hopes to always
cheated and betrayed poor Indian populace for decades and has ruled the country
for over 40 years. And now, the ‘hopeful’ scion of ‘Gandhi’ family is out to
sell hopes – a family business.
A close study reveals that the diabolic democracy is
creaking under the weight of shop-soiled heaps of hopes. The constitution and
laws seem to be mere pretenses to sell hopes. Disaffection, intrigue and
corruption have reached the colossal proportion but the hapless people have no
option but to ‘buy’ hopes for the hope. Needless to say hope has become a
sinew of happiness for miserable millions in India. And wily netas are well acquainted with this
fact. Hope-selling has become their family business. Hope sells like a
Hot-cake.
