CROSSING THE BRIDGE

Ideology is an alien

word to us.

So are ideals.

But,

ideas are part and

parcel of our existence and growth.

These are times we are

busy engaged in 

weighing the pros and cons

of taking appropriate decisions.

You know,

we are fast nearing

another bridge in our march ahead 

a cardinal milestone

which would assist us in crossing that

bridge scenting the fragrance of victory.

Whenever we

are heading to that bridge

which under normal

circumstances approach only once in five years.

Vast political chessboard is

getting ready for the

ultimate political grandmasters,

kings, queens, rooks, knights

bishops and pawns

are about to take their

positions in the battle-ground

in a short while from now.

In the political chess-board

rules, and regulations

but do not have any salient places.

On the vast political chess board

there are no permanent foes and friends

victory is what matters

when the chips are down.

As of now, we are on

the search for greener pastures

like the animals grazing the grass fields

we take pride in

our oft-repeated stand

of sitting on the fence on the look out for

which way the winds blow.

We know in the end we are the most

valued-ones or put it mildly

the king-makers.

Chairs in the corridors of

power are our ideals, better call it objectives

if at all you are particular that

we must have ideals.

Let the D-Day come.

Let the battle-lines be drawn…