The government says: Whatever be the problem, I don’t even consider it a problem.
It’s giving me the time to stay long to rule over you.
I say: Please consider me your child, I’m the member of your family.
They say: What family? We aren’t the family you have got.
I say: To survive, I need resources.
They say: You have many.
I say: But what about the reserved one? It feels like you made a rule to eliminate inequality, but in fact created a greater gap. I, who belongs to a poor family, couldn’t even afford to fight for opportunities that you provided.
They say: What do you want me to do? Remove the rule? Well, I don’t have the eraser to do that.
I say: If I give that to you, will you do it?
They say: Hehe. Badtameez, chale ja yha se (You hooligan, leave from here).
Next day a newspaper article tells that according to a government survey, young Indians don’t want to live in the country because they want to serve another nation.
I say: No, I want to serve this nation but not like this. For that I want my opportunities, I want my equality.