% to my population

You are nothing more than a crowd. Do you even know what role you were designated to play? A ‘Patel’ of a village in the mid-1500-1900 state of Gujarat, would be a member of the village committee who would help represent the whole village’s views to the local council and take the lead in resolving problems and implementing ideas.  You only represent a herd of cattle.

Let’s start with your favourite thing. Burning, razing, igniting, incinerating. Familiar with those words? You aren’t smart. You are pyromaniacs. Burning few of the 8000+ buses and depots won’t satiate your ego. You petty land owners consider yourselves the “kings of money making”, don’t even know the cost and effort into building public services. You are Adele Patel, just SET FIRE TO THE BUSES.

Next, how about flying abroad? 24th in UK and 174th in US. These rankings are for the most common surnames in that country. Egotistical and pompous about your successful immigration? Put a step onto a foreign land and start blowing your trumpet. Photos on Facebook, hashtags on Instagram and long descriptions on Whatsapp!

So let’s just say you were farmers and land owners. The ancient keepers of land. The people who used to cultivate and feed millions.  How about we sell those acres and acres of land and reap millions? Oh! You already called dibs on that strategy! From farmers you became industrialists, builders, CEOs forgetting the very fundamentals your forefathers laid out. Instead of respecting the fertility of your motherland, you decided to make it a commodity and conjure up millions.

I have had the courtesy of visiting many of your weddings given my father’s clientele. Utter display of wealth and power. Inviting thousands of your cattle just so you can compete with your neighbor next door. Critically speaking, poor taste starting from apparel, decoration, food to your fake overbearing smile. Children. Oh, how can I forget those small, stout creatures with round faces, sharp voices and zero ethics! Rather than spending crores on your big fat wedding, invest time and money on your Falstaffian children who are probably  burning down classes, stealing faucets from school bathroom and threatening teachers.

To the orthodox section section of your community, please stop comparing urban and rural life. Eating the desi rotlas and drinking milk directly from the udders isn’t going to make you Superman. You don’t value urbanisation, you haven’t lived it. Rural life may be peaceful and happy but don’t hinder the progress of urban development. Just make sure you stop your kids from burning down public property and killing. You may have guns, you may have the muscle, but remember, a herd of cattle isn’t a cavalry. You will be beaten. Forbidden and forgotten. Your cattle doesn’t even have the unity to bring a revolution, it’s just a crowd to create your own fiefdom. You may have money to buy the whole bloody Earth, but why is not a single one of you in Fortune 50? Why isn’t one of you an influential leader? A philanthropist? Even respected?

Sardar Vallabhai Patel would have been disappointed. Now you want reservation. You want OBC(Other Backward Class) status. After disrespecting  every principle laid down by humanity, you want a free seat. A human tries to upgrade his social stature with time and you want a demotion. Actually a free seat is granted to everyone, a toilet seat. Probably you always were a lower class in the social heirarchy.

Stop with this rebellion! You don’t have a leader with right state of mind. Even the few good of you are facing the brunt of this. I seriously wish for a Hitler at this time. You don’t have my respect. You are just a percentage to my population census.

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