Dear political Sirs,
I hope you are all wealthy and healthy to slug it out your elections. However, of equal importance is the fitness of the state where you and I live. Sadly it had been deteroiting like the nosedive of the Helicopter that took our Chief Minister a few moons ago.
Sirs, My good name is Common Son, and I’m a student. I have got this letter from my teacher who said that all the top political leaders were public school educated and thus speak English. So I write not in the language of a common man fearing it might not be understood.
Sirs, my only plea is to give my generation a chance. I have completed my +2 this year and I have joined a good engineering college hoping to give relief to my poor parents: the land back which they sold it for my studies and I know many of my friend whose parents are not able to sent any pocket money to their sons who stays at the other end of the country far from our home.
Out of many, most of my friends have decided to stay back at home. To have some alternatives of making easy money so that their younger ones could go to studies. No problem with that.
I too can be contractor if my job has been bought by your kid and kins. But my worry is when I came back to my home after four day journey having not eaten anything only with those railways stations water taps. I saw my village friends with a quarter of Whisky. When I asked him from he bought it, he told me from a liquor vend in the village itself. Sir My teacher use to tell me that I should be happy that Arunachal is becoming like California. He says there bars in all villages in the west so why not in Arunachal? Yes he also updated with the concept of neighbourhood bars of London, and I am proud to say we are matching peg by peg. Our towns have equal number of bars or even more than the bookstalls.
Sirs, I believe liquor follow through a steel chain to a bed and folks drink as much as they can during your Campaign. Sir I understand your problem the poor uneducated villagers and the youth supports the person who supplies more whiskies and the notes. But please take it that you have made it a way to lure.
Sir, I applaud then very sharp and honest work of some police officers especially for making the List of the PDS scammers, but perhaps your invesgating agent or your babus have filled their belly. Perhaps you should ask your babus to calculate the cumulative loss the state is occurring through your fight for power. Sirs I would like to enquire you Am I really going to be a man with magnificent buildings, luxuries cars or a crorepatty with the salaries as a junior engineer, Assistant Engineer, or Executive engineer in any department of Arunachal Pradesh.?! Because I have seen contrary in this part of country. I guess I must have some important criteria to join that service.
Dear Sirs, Can you help my parents earn so that I can have a pocket money and enjoy my journey at least in the train. But then you’ve clubbed my parents as a small farmer, a shopkeeper, a good for nothing villager. Remember Sirs during election you pleaded them and now they plead you. Never have you realised that I have a heart of a son too. Nothing is more important to me than the happiness of my parents. But you care not.
Sirs As I write. Surrounding me is a group of my friends and each one has different dreams. Someone wants to entrepreneur, computer engineers, artist, APCS officers etc. We ask each other “Will We be able to chase our dreams on today’s Arunachal? In other words, Will the Arunachal brand of politics that backs only the prawns ever back its creative wealth?? It better we learn kabaddi.
Sirs, I don’t care if you wear long or brief underwear; or if your car is Scorpio or the SX4; or you have amassed much money to drive and mislead the youths. But if you don’t stop the ruin. History will force to write – ‘When Arunachal Pradesh was plundered by its own’.
Thanking you
You’re sincerely
Common son.
I hope you are all wealthy and healthy to slug it out your elections. However, of equal importance is the fitness of the state where you and I live. Sadly it had been deteroiting like the nosedive of the Helicopter that took our Chief Minister a few moons ago.
Sirs, My good name is Common Son, and I’m a student. I have got this letter from my teacher who said that all the top political leaders were public school educated and thus speak English. So I write not in the language of a common man fearing it might not be understood.
Sirs, my only plea is to give my generation a chance. I have completed my +2 this year and I have joined a good engineering college hoping to give relief to my poor parents: the land back which they sold it for my studies and I know many of my friend whose parents are not able to sent any pocket money to their sons who stays at the other end of the country far from our home.
Out of many, most of my friends have decided to stay back at home. To have some alternatives of making easy money so that their younger ones could go to studies. No problem with that.
I too can be contractor if my job has been bought by your kid and kins. But my worry is when I came back to my home after four day journey having not eaten anything only with those railways stations water taps. I saw my village friends with a quarter of Whisky. When I asked him from he bought it, he told me from a liquor vend in the village itself. Sir My teacher use to tell me that I should be happy that Arunachal is becoming like California. He says there bars in all villages in the west so why not in Arunachal? Yes he also updated with the concept of neighbourhood bars of London, and I am proud to say we are matching peg by peg. Our towns have equal number of bars or even more than the bookstalls.
Sirs, I believe liquor follow through a steel chain to a bed and folks drink as much as they can during your Campaign. Sir I understand your problem the poor uneducated villagers and the youth supports the person who supplies more whiskies and the notes. But please take it that you have made it a way to lure.
Sir, I applaud then very sharp and honest work of some police officers especially for making the List of the PDS scammers, but perhaps your invesgating agent or your babus have filled their belly. Perhaps you should ask your babus to calculate the cumulative loss the state is occurring through your fight for power. Sirs I would like to enquire you Am I really going to be a man with magnificent buildings, luxuries cars or a crorepatty with the salaries as a junior engineer, Assistant Engineer, or Executive engineer in any department of Arunachal Pradesh.?! Because I have seen contrary in this part of country. I guess I must have some important criteria to join that service.
Dear Sirs, Can you help my parents earn so that I can have a pocket money and enjoy my journey at least in the train. But then you’ve clubbed my parents as a small farmer, a shopkeeper, a good for nothing villager. Remember Sirs during election you pleaded them and now they plead you. Never have you realised that I have a heart of a son too. Nothing is more important to me than the happiness of my parents. But you care not.
Sirs As I write. Surrounding me is a group of my friends and each one has different dreams. Someone wants to entrepreneur, computer engineers, artist, APCS officers etc. We ask each other “Will We be able to chase our dreams on today’s Arunachal? In other words, Will the Arunachal brand of politics that backs only the prawns ever back its creative wealth?? It better we learn kabaddi.
Sirs, I don’t care if you wear long or brief underwear; or if your car is Scorpio or the SX4; or you have amassed much money to drive and mislead the youths. But if you don’t stop the ruin. History will force to write – ‘When Arunachal Pradesh was plundered by its own’.
Thanking you
You’re sincerely
Common son.
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