We are the 'Masalahangri' people ...!

- Khud ka kaam chod, dusron ke naam pe vaad vivad karne waloko subah se samjaya, tab ja ke kahin shaam tak mamala hamare lutf ke liye hathapai tak aaya!

"Bharat Ratna wants entertainment. That doesn't mean development. Whether it is external development or internal development. Her senses just crave interest. Exciting, exciting interest. Especially mental interest!

Just like a dog chews bones all day long, we Indians chew entertainment for hours!

A chews the news. The TV serial chews. Chews the web series. Chewing virtual games and porn. If nothing else, he chews gutka, pan, areca nut.

It is natural: what is chewed is also spit. So just as he spit his own chewed leaves and gutkas, so he spit his own chewed thoughts everywhere! If religion chews, religion spits. If politics chews, politics spits. If knowledge is chewed, knowledge is spit out. Ideology chews if ideology chews. If Osho chews, Osho spits. If the Guru chews, the Guru spits. If Ramayana chews, then Chopai spits. If Tablighi chews, Corona spits.

The only thing that stays in mind is the spit, which cannot be swallowed! We do not spit food because food can be swallowed, digested. Digestion is the source of nutrition, which develops and sustains the body.

We cannot swallow religion or knowledge. If it could be swallowed, it would be digested. If it is digested, it appears in the limb. That is, the experience of consciousness. But the nourishment of consciousness is nowhere to be seen. Otherwise, there would not be so much violence, killing, vengeance, bigotry, bullying, arrogance, ego in our society. Not everyone would have such a poison in their brain. We chew religion and knowledge (for 'kick'). Cannot swallow, so no nutrition of consciousness is seen.

We mean 'taste'. Not from nutrition. It's fun, not 'Giza'. All the 'high liars' are well acquainted with this habit of ours. Nad has discerned. Then there is the guru, the leader or the news channel.

That is why even news channels do not show news, they show entertainment. We quickly press the button where the provocative debate is going on or the sensational news is called 'screaming'. All media houses and anchors have this test. The same dish is served in the bazaar plate, which is eaten more.

The only person who is successful in India is the one who knows this 'chewing key' habit of Indians. A leader is successful, who gives entertainment to chew. A guru is successful, who has entertainment in his monastery. The film manages to entertain as well as inform. The only successful post on Facebook is one that is entertaining.

Post making on social networks is also like film making. The commercial spice movie will be successful if there is talk of ginger. Will receive more like-comments. If it is a slow post like a documentary or an art movie (which requires more use of mind), it will not get more viewers. Anyone who is a 'show man' like Rajakpur is successful.

A film is made to make money, a complacency. From many superhit films, the actor does not get complacency even if he earns. That is why one can make it in the middle of the film arbitrarily, knowing the risk that this will not last long! "

Readers, this is almost the word-for-word translation of Salil Samadhiya's Facebook post. In which he has just written that my previous post was a long, thoughtful but flop like 'My name is Joker'. So look at your attention grabbing blockbuster post like 'Bobby'!

He just wrote this, decades ago he shared the same ultimate truth in a different way in the same column - that we all want drama there. Simple truths are not consumed. There is a constant hunger for dramatic dramatics like 'Undo Kuvo ne Fati Bokh (nowadays Fati Dol))!

Yes, there is human nature. In many places in the world, 'tabloids' come out for that. Serve savory. The difference is that it is not mainstream. There is a side dish. The sauce is pickled papad. Everyday bread is not vegetables. We have the mainstream of this crackdown there. Meals are the main course. Even so, owning one is still beyond the reach of the average person. Festivals are full of bright colors. Also a simple clean background is needed to enhance the color. The spices are not so much that the tongue tingles, the intestines tingle and the taste of the original dish is forgotten.

But instead of occasionally celebrating the occasional occasion, we are engrossed in it 24 hours a day, 24 hours a day. Taste is no offense. Everyone likes it. But if you eat only Panipuri and don't eat kheechadi rotla, how will you get health? It's just that our mental health is deteriorating. The spice has become deeply addictive in all respects. The veins seem to break if the drama in life slows down a bit!

The hypocrisy of shaking one's head at the price is such that one should not admit this characteristic. If you want to work black, you have to wear white clothes! Goddess does not spoil the impression, Goddess does not tarnish the image. Shame on you. Religious gatherings are now consensual because of Corona. If there is a Ganpati festival or if there is a procession-performance-meeting with Urs, Tolo, Dhamal and noisy dance songs like DJ mix competing with each other with gorgeous decorations, then the belch of celebration comes. Navratri or Christmas. Mataji or Jesus. A little tradition is to dance and eat merrily after doing enough worship-prayer. But then there are the crazy pampers in the 'papiya' western world.

Just like eating pampering and satisfying health with a pinch of Hingashtak powder, sprinkling a little bit of culture on the remaining high calorie processed food to reduce the guilt. See the Weddings. Rite hour cake. For days on end. Everything feels dull without food and music. There is nothing wrong with being happy. Do the party with your own wrist earnings. But then don't do the drama of that cultural egoism which is causing drama. If there was such pride, languages ​​from Sanskrit to Gujarati would not be poor in the examination forever. Admit that it's a party.

There is no such transparency. But the kick of the spice that has become addictive to fill the original dark emptiness of that living being, it seems that the salt has taken root in the very foundation of the country we love now. Passing the exam is a drama. Advertisements come to large hoardings. As soon as there is an accident on the road, a crowd of spectators will jump to see 'Jonu' (to pick up the mobile). Any corner. In the conflict between parents, children or husband and wife, in order to keep others burning, he loses wood in the heat and does gossip.

If there is a scuffle between the neighbors, the spice-hungry people hang out the window to enjoy free entertainment. By writing ten episodes of an hour, counting the ten hours in a ten hour web series, or when there are a lot of erotic scenes according to the ten minute story, the dramatists act as if we have never spoken in public and no one has heard of it! Never even read the spelling of sex. This population has suddenly reached one and a half billion. But in that emotional quagmire, one gets intoxicated with quarrels and showing one's ego too big. So it's insane. Organized resentment over the issue of deadly potholes falling on the road every monsoon? It does not contain spicy spices. It is a dry mass movement. But hi, why did he say such a thing about our God or Payangbar, why did he show such film obscenity - there is such a spice in crowding the crowd by making a fuss about it. Which has no cash advantage. The reverse is true. But the thrill of making an excuse to seduce the wise is taken by the fools. Has painted the Parki Panchayat in his own career.

In-laws-in-law or Nand-bhojai or derani-jethani often have similar anxieties to make their point. There is an attack to spice up a boring life by pranking. Well, each other's will in each other's lives. But we do not look at the Hubble Telescope. Look in the bedroom of someone next door or in the mobile of a celebrity. Then they have to pierce like a telescope gun. Well known celebrities are on top of some talent. That is why anyone sitting below can take his mark. Larger pictures are enlarged, making it easier to find gaps. The onlookers never exercised themselves in the mirror. That is why sinners join in throwing stones.

The rising tide of patriotism for the army is the spice of such a 'war story'. Army rule in Pakistan or some African countries today. That is why the country has not become great because everyone from farmer to teacher, artist to laborer should make an honest contribution in running the country. We are not interested in any such ideological thing. The taste is like waving flags and shouting slogans. But I have asked many times before - why the keypad heroes themselves are not going to work on any front. There is so much love for the army, it's a good thing.

So why doesn't that respect transform public discipline into duty or punctuality in everyday life? Why is the country, which is sneezing at the sight of an intoxicating poem or picture about holiness and purity, gobble up with the garbage made by the people after the Swachh Bharat campaigns? Why is it that after a lockdown in a licking moralistic society where the news of someone's alcohol or drugs kicks in, Mawafaki is so overwhelmed by the corona at the liquor stores?

We are more addicted to cocaine than spicy events or news or narrative. There is a conspiracy of evil people, so to speak, millions of ears are erect like a dog. Ustad Pirsaniyas themselves have been silent for a long time as to why they have been a part of it for a long time and secretly give it to the public in such a way that their private score is set by provoking people! Mike and camera swarms like spearheads for the news that the media is getting more and more intoxicated and dripping salty spit. The horror show is that white make-up or red-toothed haunted kid, behind this horrible nasty. The science of balaki khal virus is not to be understood, but to find oneself 'high' like a pot that keeps oneself engaged, so to keep the carcass like a vulture. Courts TV Studio and Twitter - WhatsApp. Do not judge by verifying the evidence. Declare the judgment and find the evidence that suits it. This is the thrill of Dhanyadhanya Dhishum Dhishum like Pubji!

Unemployment is trying to forget the darkness that is dark in reality. There is a recession. No one improves by kicking Corona. Kamadha men are annoyed, and Kaaba men find corrupt practices for their own benefit. Enemies like China can't be answered unless the app is knocked on the back door. Religious fanaticism cannot be stopped by the division of religious fundamentalism. A real renunciation like Mohandas Gandhi or a real Chappanbhog like Muralidhar Mohan is not possible. So the people hanging in between have to suck the headline. Sometimes the prince falls into the pit or sometimes Nirbhaya is raped. Not enough borewells. The fire sounds racist, like it is but in buildings, it is thrown away after the video is forwarded as new spices explode in bulk like popcorn. The old flickers. This is the real reason behind the division of the country into slavery. The shock is such that if you want to escape, you can't stand still, you have to fall into a huddle!

Decades ago, Hindi satirist Harishankar Parsai made a sarcastic diagnosis, 'Ninda mein vitam aur protein hote hai. Blasphemy cleanses blood, fixes digestion, gives strength and inspiration. Slander strengthens the muscles! ' The disease is old, the raga is new. Dirty, but business! We will not improve

Fast forward

As the court case dragged on, one of the masters, Asil, told the lawyer: "Let's persuade the judge by giving him some presents." 'Is there anything?' The lawyer was annoyed. He is very proud that the judge is very honest. At a later date, the verdict of the case came in favor of Ustad. The lawyer was surprised! 'I sent a gift to Sahib in the name of the opposite!' Said the master with a sly smile.