‘A LETTER TO THE WORLD’S WEAKEST PM’

‘A LETTER TO THE WORLD’S WEAKEST PM’

7-AUG-ENG 3

RAJIV NAYAN AGRAWAL

ARA---------------------This letter is being written to you at a time when farmers are still dying outside Parliament, but cameras have lost love for them. When people are breathless in the traffic jams of the country's capital, and the mob of hatred gets a VIP pass.

When your speeches have become not Mann Ki Baat but Mann Ka Bodh. And we citizens have become a background in your collage of "New India".

In 2014, you came as a hope. It sounded good to hear the story that a tea seller's son will take care of the country. You said "Sabka Saath, Sabka Vikas", and we found you standing with us. But later we understood that your support was for some corporate houses, and development was printed only in an Excel sheet named 'GDP' - that too when the figures were not hidden.

2016 - Demonetization: In one stroke, you broke not our pockets, but our mothers' piggy banks. A man who went to get medicine died in the ATM line and you said, “Take the trouble in the interest of the country.” The public suffered, but who benefited? Reports say that 99% of the money was returned. So where did the black money go? Was this entire decision just a 'political stunt'?

2019 – Pulwama and Balakot: Patriotism is a passion, but in your rule it became an EVM strategy. The ladder to power was built from the dead body of every martyr. Every time before the elections there was an "attack", and then a new Prime Minister emerged with a "56-inch" chest.

2020 – Corona and migrant workers, lockdown was announced 4 hours ago, but policies were not made even after months. Lakhs of people started walking. And you kept "getting the plates played" and "getting the lamps lit".

For the first time in the history of the country, a man died of hunger on the railway track. Where were you Modi ji? Were you on Zoom?

Agricultural laws and farmers' movement, you brought three laws - without asking, without discussion. When farmers slept on the streets, you called them 'Khalistani', 'agitator', 'middleman'.

More than 700 farmers died, and when the law was withdrawn - even then you did not apologize.

Media and propaganda: You controlled the media by remote, bought NDTV, and made those who asked questions "traitors".

Today the country's journalists are either in the lapdog media, or in fear of FIR. People like Ravish Kumar are silent, people like Arnab are screaming.

Unemployment and education, you promised 2 crore jobs every year, but changed the meaning of job. Now a person is called a "delivery partner". Paper leak, exam cancellation, cheating with the youth.

The struggle is no longer just about career, but about self-respect. Constitution and democracy, under your rule, CBI, ED, IT, Election Commission – all became slaves of power.

You tamed the institutions to such an extent that now there is no debate in the Parliament, bills are not torn – they are passed directly. And yes, you built a new Parliament building, but you barred the entry of the voice of the people in it.

Hatred and polarization: Modi ji, you made Ram sit on the chariot, but dragged humanity on the road. You built walls everywhere – Hindu-Muslim, anti-national-patriot, urban-rural. Your “politics” is now not about policies, but about identifying enemies. “Who is with us?” – this has become your religion.

The country does not run only on temples and mosques, the country runs on justice, education, employment. Sometimes I wonder – will you become that leader in history whom people will remember with love, or will you become that ruler who was tolerated out of fear?

Your 11 years: These were my country's 11 years - which I have lived with shattered dreams, workers crying on the streets, and unemployed friends. This is not a poem, not a slogan - this is a testimony. And if you want, you can consider this testimony as treason.