Every five years, we drive down to a school, stain our index finger and overthrow the ruling authority. While the universal franchise is still a novel concept in some corners of the world, this act would be nothing short of a coup by the largest group (not essentially the absolute majority) in India less than a century ago. We call it democracy- a fiction that was fathomable for the non-monarchists post the French revolution. As Yuval Noah put it in Sapiens, the way you convince everyone to believe in imagined realities is by denying that it is imagined. Once you are invested in the idea, you start believing in it either by nurture or by nature of pure self preservation, depending upon which socio-politico-economic order you fit in.
We had that fiction play out in various corners of the country last month while the virus was launching its own coup on our healthcare system. The die was cast and the game culminated this weekend. I had the opportunity to play my part in this coup this time and am still second guessing if I played it right. The amount of thinking we do while choosing the button is very limited and is a combination of family, friends, caste, religion or admiration for the leader primarily and seldom is it based on the analysis of the performance of the individual member or the manifesto. Most of us take a decision faster than we would buy a timepiece, from a mind-space perspective.
While growing up, sitting through those civics classes, it felt like a huge responsibility to be a part of the democratic system. But alas, once we are out in the real world, the impact you can achieve is very less unless you are motivated enough to take it up as a vocation. Even if the system doesn't change you before you change it, the results aren't guaranteed.
As is with everyone of late, when I wonder how did we enable the powers that be to reach their positions, I am reminded that it is due to our own sheer lack of enthusiasm and complete indifference to the entire government apparatus. Having been fortunate enough to not be found in need of essentials, I never thought I should choose to cast based on someone who can ensure there is enough air for me, when the time comes. That is the stark reality as we struggle to smuggle oxygen cylinders for friends and family in different parts of the country.
How did we let ourselves be fooled by fictions bigger than democracy- that of vision statements, yojanas, manifestos, clarion calls of patriotism?
Is it because we were indifferent?
Is it because we were ignorant?
Is it because we were too self centered in choosing our individual representative based on caste, creed, and so on?
Is it because of the lack of a viable alternative or hatred towards the available alternatives?
Is it because the dopamine hit of a tweet is much better than actually staining the finger?
Whatever the reasons be, the next time you get a chance to pull off a coup, think longer than your pizza delivery time!