Emperors New Clothes

Every 2nd day, I come across an article that talks about the "ablah status" of women in India. An article that talks about Domestic Violence and Abuse by male (as if male by default is pagal prani). Most of those are the ones who keep on commenting as a third party, but, with no home work from both the sides. Well the reason must be, there are plenty of people who like to sail with the wind, till they come across something that is an eye opener. (At the moment I would tell them, Those are your specs and they do not contain my eye numbers so do not impose your myopic eye vision to me, rather understand my numbers.)

Gandhiji Once said
"An error does not become truth by reason of multiplied propagation, nor does truth become error because nobody sees it"

I would like to stress on the same point.

a) A correlation for better understanding.
Fact 1: Having defect in viewing is a disorder.
It can be corrected by wearing glasses. But the defect still remains.

Fact 2: There are people who wear glasses to their advantage that make them look good too.
But in both the cases the fact cannot be over ruled, that eyes are defective.

But, Fact 3 is: There are people who would wear glasses without numbers to their eyes, just to make a fashion statement. To look good, *to get noticed*

Similarly there are people who actually suffered like fact no.1

There are people who suffered but bounced back successfully like fact no.2

But here, the harsh fact no 3 is, there are people who (pose to) suffer to get noticed, and make a fashion statement of being called 'abla or helpless Indian women'.

The Mumbaiya proverb (that my office peon says) that fits here the best and that is “Yeda ban ke peda khata hai” That is posing oneself as dumb and gaining the peda to eat by enjoying public sympathy (on face value), without any work.

b) Hypothesis (for better explanation of my point) : Let us take another possibility where people do not vote cancer as a disease. Where the junta polls and the debates and the literature etc one day in unison agree that “cancer is not a disease and it does not kill”. They say it is a healthy state of lifestyle and blah blah blah. Now, one Jinesh and his group of friends who from a few drops out of ocean are of the opinion that cancer is a disease and they disagree to the entire world population of intellects.

But then, the statistics reveal that only a group states that cancer is a disease and the rest world in the majority states that it is healthy. Does that mean that cancer won’t kill?
Unfortunately It would still be a killer by the virtue of its nature and not majority opinion. So in other words “Truth is Truth and nothing else but the Truth”

c) Another example: In other words, the whole population agreed that the Emperor’s New clothes were the best and made him look handsome. They formed an Opinion poll and the votes were in 100% in favour to the emperor. The junta pretended to have seen the emperors new clothes, till a child challenged the rest, who formed majority and projected the propaganda as truth with statistics and explanations. But the truth was what the tiny boy said about emperors nakedness. The size of the kid shows that truth does not accompany size (quantity) and it also states it does not require majority to prove itself. It comes in small packets, but genuine.

So is the misuse of Section 498A where the feminists and politicians are merely branding it as fact no.3 to pull the vested junta and also infect the other fable minded naris. They want free lunches. But they need to be reminded that they are ruling and they are the emperors, they have people around them to support their inflated and grotesque data away from facts. But there are brave kids in the village, innocent and transparent asking Hey dude, where are the clothes?

Now remember emperor said the ones who won’t spot my clothes will be beheaded. Well, Unfortunately I could not spot the clothes but I see only spots on the body. Now my lord, since I can’t be henpecked will I be hand cuffed?

Will I be beheaded? Tell me... anybody please...

Anxiously,

Jinesh Zaveri.