Once upon a time there was a country whose Prime Minister had to go to the Courts on charges of contempt of court. He thought to postpone the trip. But then suddenly decided that he will go. He lived next to the court house. All he had to do was get out of one building and get in the next one (almost). Had he walked, it would have taken him 15 min. But he decided he wanted to move on four wheels.
When he insisted on going in a car, several other cars had to be made ready. After all he was the Prime Minister and couldn't afford to be seen in public without his huge entourage of vehicles. Precious liquid was pumped in the vehicles so that they could make the "long" journey.
The path was pretty straight forward, just like a straight line. But covering that distance would have been without any commotion. This was once again against his high stature. How could this be that he was on the roads and there was no turmoil. To please "his highness", the authorities cooked up a delicious plan and excellently executed it too. They started blocking roads that were far away from the Prime Minister's actual path. Bottle-necks were created so that traffic could only trickle through. Compulsive behaviours and actions of frustrated drivers was inevitable. Still these road blocking measure were executed with full force.
Unsuspecting drivers slowly started getting trapped in the ocean of vehicles. There was not even any way to turn back to escape for the poor souls. Hues and cries of the people could not be heard but strongly felt. These seemed to be fuelling powers of the Prime Minister, making him feel good and stronger and not to mention "happier". His happiness could be spotted from miles away due to the 32 "white bulb" pearly smile plastered ALL OVER his face. *twinkle*
The Prime Minister also wanted some drama in the skies. For his pleasure the skies were studded with hoovering air crafts that continuously went round and round a round and round. *head spinning*
After getting so much fuel burnt as well as the hearts of the masses, the Prime Minister returned from the courts (this time smiling a little less) after taking a few days stay. The poor people remained badly trapped in traffic while the Prime Minister happily returned home, like a conqueror.
Even after many hours of the little "outing" of the Prime Minister, his people remained tortured, pestered and beaten. But this did not bother him one bit. He kept smiling and while smiling went to bed to have a good night's sleep; his conscience crystal clear.
That Prime Minister lived to rule the country for many years to come. Such episodes became a norm to which the people adapted really well. The people got used to this nuisance so much that they would feel "bored" if such an activity did not occur after every few days.
Due to such numbness of people, the Prime Minister thrived. Not only him but many of his coming generations lived happily ever after in the same country enjoying the same grandeur.
Moral: If you shut down your minds, you will turn numb. If you become numb, inflicted pain will not be felt. If pain is not felt, you will stay calm. If you stay calm, the rulers will conveniently continue sucking your blood and flourishing.
Another Moral: If you do not wish to be a delectable delight for the vampire-like, blood sucking leaders, PLEASE WAKE UP!
When he insisted on going in a car, several other cars had to be made ready. After all he was the Prime Minister and couldn't afford to be seen in public without his huge entourage of vehicles. Precious liquid was pumped in the vehicles so that they could make the "long" journey.
The path was pretty straight forward, just like a straight line. But covering that distance would have been without any commotion. This was once again against his high stature. How could this be that he was on the roads and there was no turmoil. To please "his highness", the authorities cooked up a delicious plan and excellently executed it too. They started blocking roads that were far away from the Prime Minister's actual path. Bottle-necks were created so that traffic could only trickle through. Compulsive behaviours and actions of frustrated drivers was inevitable. Still these road blocking measure were executed with full force.
Unsuspecting drivers slowly started getting trapped in the ocean of vehicles. There was not even any way to turn back to escape for the poor souls. Hues and cries of the people could not be heard but strongly felt. These seemed to be fuelling powers of the Prime Minister, making him feel good and stronger and not to mention "happier". His happiness could be spotted from miles away due to the 32 "white bulb" pearly smile plastered ALL OVER his face. *twinkle*
The Prime Minister also wanted some drama in the skies. For his pleasure the skies were studded with hoovering air crafts that continuously went round and round a round and round. *head spinning*
After getting so much fuel burnt as well as the hearts of the masses, the Prime Minister returned from the courts (this time smiling a little less) after taking a few days stay. The poor people remained badly trapped in traffic while the Prime Minister happily returned home, like a conqueror.
Even after many hours of the little "outing" of the Prime Minister, his people remained tortured, pestered and beaten. But this did not bother him one bit. He kept smiling and while smiling went to bed to have a good night's sleep; his conscience crystal clear.
That Prime Minister lived to rule the country for many years to come. Such episodes became a norm to which the people adapted really well. The people got used to this nuisance so much that they would feel "bored" if such an activity did not occur after every few days.
Due to such numbness of people, the Prime Minister thrived. Not only him but many of his coming generations lived happily ever after in the same country enjoying the same grandeur.
Moral: If you shut down your minds, you will turn numb. If you become numb, inflicted pain will not be felt. If pain is not felt, you will stay calm. If you stay calm, the rulers will conveniently continue sucking your blood and flourishing.
Another Moral: If you do not wish to be a delectable delight for the vampire-like, blood sucking leaders, PLEASE WAKE UP!
