Monday, August 31, 2015

My weekly column in mid-day, Mumbai. You may pls find my other weekly columns at mid-day.com

http://www.mid-day.com/articles/quota-politics-patels-there-patils-here/16497179


Quota politics: Patels there, Patils here

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Dharmendra JoreLike many mass leaders across the country, Gujarat's Hardik Patel has given Maharashtra's Maratha chieftains, who are demanding a quota for their community in jobs and education, the jitters and evoked a sense of jealousy for the young man.
Maratha leaders are wondering how a 22-year-old could get the entire Patel community together for a demand that they are also fighting for in Maharashtra. Leaders, especially in the opposition camps, are happy that Narendra Modi has an unprecedented crisis at hand in his home state, which is being projected as an unparalleled model of development in the country.
The Patel-led agitation, which saw many of his community members die in protests, is now a potent weapon for Modi's detractors. Maratha leaders in Maharashtra — not all of them, because some are now associated with a ruling party the BJP — see it as an opportunity to channel the simmering discontent in Marathas.
Patels in Gujarat and Patils (this is a common surname among Marathas in Maharashtra) are similar in many ways, except for the fact that a sizable number of Patels have made foreign lands their home. Both communities talk of their glorious past in which they controlled socio-economic factors of the areas of their influence. This immense control helped them gain political leadership, which still exists in the government and opposition parties.
Currently, Maharashtra is an aberration because it has a Brahmin at the helm of affairs, which is the root cause of deep anger among the dominant Marathas. Even Maratha leaders in the BJP and its ally Shiv Sena aren't happy about losing the reign to a Brahmin. But, in Anandiben, Gujarat has a Patel as its CM, who is also a close confidante of PM Modi, and some 40 Patels as MLAs.
The political parties in Maharashtra, too, have a significant number of Maratha MLAs in their ranks even though some immensely popular Maratha leaders were defeated in the last year's polls.
Political commentator Suhas Palshikar has put the Maratha 'distress' in proper perspective. He said in his article in the Economic & Political Weekly ('Farewell to Maratha Politics?', October 18, 2014) that the results of the 2014 assembly election had “firmly removed the Maratha elite from state power, and threaten to evolve a new political regime, though the socio-economic contours of the new dispensation are not yet clear”. He went on to write, “As far as the electorate is concerned, the Shiv Sena has emerged as the main beneficiary of Maratha votes, getting three of every 10 Maratha votes. But the picture across regions is more complicated.”
Demand for Maratha reservations isn't a recent phenomenon. The community accounts for around 30% of the state population and its demand has its roots in the diminishing power at the local level, especially post-Mandal Commission days. Marathas blame reservations for OBCs and other castes for new challengers that they are made to fight at every level. And though they have been able to withstand a political onslaught to some extent (they are part of all major political parties), the Marathas strongly feel that the community's youth have been denied opportunities in education and jobs.
Last year, Marathas had their demand met when the Congress-NCP, in anticipation of the sweep by Modi wave in Assembly polls, declared a 20% quota for them in education and jobs. With that decision, the Muslims too were given a 5% reservation. Subsequently, the High Court scrapped Maratha quota, but ruled in the Muslims' favour. After coming to power, the BJP pledged to get Marathas their due, but denied Muslims. The BJP is now fighting a legal battle for Marathas and its task has become even complicated as the Dhangar community (shepherds) too has demanded a quota.
The BJP may have its task cut out in Maharashtra as it needs to find a way to go beyond the 52% reservation limit, but it can continue to buy time because the Maratha community itself is not sure whether its disintegrated leadership will blur party lines to put up a united stand to build an agitation as aggressive as the one Hardik is commanding in Gujarat.
The writer is Political Editor of mid-day
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Monday, August 3, 2009

पण शब्द उमटतच नाहीत...

वयाबरोबर पदाने, अधिकाराने मोठे होताना बालवर्गातल्या मित्राची अडगळ होऊ लागते. आपल्या मित्रमैत्रिणींच्या नवीन कं
पूमध्ये त्याला आपण टाळूही लागतो. पदाभोवती जमलेल्या 'मतलबी गर्दी'ला मित्रांच्या यादीत घालून आपण मोकळे होतो आणि तो आपल्याला असूनही नसल्यासारखा होतो!
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आईचा हात धरून बालवर्गात जाताना कधीतरी तो भेटलेला असतो. हट्टाने शेजारी बसत 'आपल्या तुपल्यातल्या' गोष्टी कानांत सांगता सांगता कधी माऱ्यामाऱ्याही झालेल्या असतात. युनिफॉर्मची बटणं तोडून घरात आल्यावर रुसक्या चेहऱ्याने आईकडे तक्रार करताना ती मिश्किलपणे म्हणते, 'मग नको ना बोलूस त्याच्याशी. एकदम कट्टी घेऊन टाक!' 'हो हो...कट्टीच घेणार. एकदम पक्की', असं आपण म्हणतो खरं, पण त्यात काही दम नसतो. दुसऱ्या दिवशी शाळेच्या गेटवर एका हातात चॉकलेट आणि दुसऱ्या हाताची दोन बोटं समोर धरत गोड हसत तो म्हणतो, 'बट्टी?' मग कालची कट्टी चॉकलेटमध्ये विरघळून जाते... सोपं होतं सगळं.

वयाचे आकडे वाढत जातात. आपण जास्त मोठे होतो. वयाबरोबर पदाने, अधिकारानेही. मित्रांच्या यादीतले चेहरे बदलत जातात. तुमच्या पदाभोवती, खुचीर्भोवती जमलेल्या मतलबी गदीर्ला मित्रांच्या यादीत घालून आपण मोकळे होतो. ते सोयीचं असतं, फायद्याचंही. या कंपूबरोबरचं गॉसिप हेच आपलं शेअरिंग होतं. तो शाळकरी दोस्त

स्टँडर्ड आणि पोझिशनच्या हिशेबात तुमच्या जवळपासही पोहोचत नाही,

पण त्याचा जीव असतो तुमच्यात. तुमच्या साध्या साध्या अचिवमेंटचं कौतुक असतं त्याला. प्रत्येकवेळी फोन करून तो भरभरून बोलतो . तुमच्या वाढदिवसाला आठवणीनं फुलं घेऊन घरी येतो तेव्हा रंगलेल्या पाटीर्त 'हा कसा उपटला मध्येच?' या चेहऱ्यावर स्पष्ट उमटलेल्या प्रश्नाकडे दुर्लक्ष करीत तो मनापासून विश करत न जेवताच निघून जातो. तुम्ही त्याला थांबवत नाही. त्याची आता अडगळ होऊ लागलेली असते. त्याचे फोन आले की, थातूर मातूर बोलून त्याला टाळू लागतो. नंतर त्याचा नंबर डिस्प्ले झाला तरी, तुमचा चेहरा आक्रसू लागतो. फोन आपोआप सायलेंट मोडवर जातो. तुमचं वेल फनिर्श्ड घर आणि ब्रँड न्यू कारसमोर बुशशर्ट पँट घातलेला आणि चाळीतून बायकोने दिलेला डबा घेऊन लोकलला लटकत ऑफिस गाठणारा तो, पार बेंगरुळ वाटू लागतो. हृदयातून काही उमटतच नाही. यशाची शिडी पार करताना दोघांतलं अंतर आणखी वाढत जातं. तुमचं टाळणं त्याच्याही लक्षात येतं. तुमच्या धावपळीमुळे नसेल जमत म्हणत तो तुम्हाला माफ करतो. त्याचे फोन बंद होतात, तुम्ही सुस्कारता...

आयुष्याच्याही पुढे धावता धावता खूप कॅलक्युलेटेड असलेले तुम्ही एखाद्या क्षणी हमखास चुकता. ठरवलेली गणितं सपशेल कोसळतात. सगळं होत्याचं नव्हतं होऊन जातं. तुमचं पद, पैसा आणि वलयाभोवती जमलेली गदीर् हळुहळू पांगू लागते. रंगवलेल्या मुखवट्यांमागचे खरे चेहरे उघडे पडू लागतात. आपली म्हणवणारी नात्याची माणसंही टाळू लागतात...

निराशेनं भरलेल्या एखाद्या संध्याकाळी एकटेपणावर रेघोट्या ओढताना अचानक बेल वाजते. दारात तो उभा असतो. छानसं हसू ओठांवर आणत आश्वासक डोळ्यांनी तो तुमच्या नजरेत नजर मिसळतो. सहज बोलावं तशा सुरात तो म्हणतो, 'अरे इकडून जात होतो, म्हटलं तू आहेस का बघावं.' आपले शब्द ओठांतच अडकतात. 'हडकलास रे. केवढी धावपळ करतोस. वय झालं आपलं. जरा स्वत:कडे लक्ष द्यायला शिक साल्या', तोच बोलतो. अनेक वर्षांनी हे ओळखीचं 'साल्या' ऐकून तुमचं अपराधीपण कोणत्याही क्षणी डोळ्यांतून ओघळणार असतं. पण तुमच्यातला कॅलक्युलेटेड माणूस त्याच क्षणी जागा होतो. 'तू तरी कुठे फोन केलास इतक्या दिवसांत?', तुम्ही विचारता. त्याचा चेहरा बदलतो. पण क्षणभरच. अपराधी स्वरांत तो म्हणतो, 'सॉरी. चुकलं. राहूनच गेलं रे!' तो हात पुढे करतो. आज त्याच्या हातात चॉकलेट नसतं पण, हातात दिलेला हात घट्ट धरून ठेवत तो म्हणतो, 'सांग कसा आहेस?' अश्रूंना थोपवण्याची कसरत करताना तुमची कोण त्रेधातिरपीट उडते...'सॉरी दोस्त' तुम्ही कसेबसे पुटपुटता. पण शब्द उमटतच नाहीत...

Sunday, August 2, 2009

AUR DUNIYA SHATRANJ HAI…

AKELA HOTE JANE KE IS DAUR MAIN
PATA NAHI CHALTA…
KAUN NAFRAT KARTA HAI
KAUN PYAR...
CHUMBAK NAHI RAHA TUMHARE HOTON PE
AUR DUNIYA SHATRANJ HAI…
MIL GAYA HOON MAIN KINHI PITI HUI GOTO ME
US PAR YE ANTHEEN SA SAFAR…
JINDA RAHNE KI DURDAMYA LALSA LIYE MAIN
PADA HOON PHUTPATH PE
PADE JA CHUKE RADDI AKHBAAR SA…
SABKO APNA KAHNE KI BEVKOOPHANA CHAH ME
BAN GAYA HOON EK BHADDA MAZAAK
IS SAPAAT BHEED ME…
MERA WAZOOD KUCH AISA HAI
JAISE TAZA KAMAL
KHAULTE PANI ME …

(By my friend Soumick Chatterjee)

Monday, September 3, 2007

WAQT NAHI

WAQT NAHI

Har khushi Hai Logon Ke Daman Mein, Par Ek Hansi Ke Liye Waqt Nahi.
Din Raat Daudti Duniya Mein, Zindagi Ke Liye Hi Waqt Nahi.

Maa Ki Loree Ka Ehsaas To Hai, Par Maa Ko Maa Kehne Ka Waqt Nahi.
Saare Rishton Ko To Hum Maar Chuke, Ab Unhe Dafnane Ka Bhi Waqt Nahi.

Saare Naam Mobile Mein Hain, Par Dosti Ke Lye Waqt Nahi.
Gairon Ki Kya Baat Karen,Jab Apno Ke Liye Hi Waqt Nahi.

Aankhon Me Hai Neend Badee, Par Sone Ka Waqt Nahi.
Dil Hai Ghamon Se Bhara Hua, Par Rone Ka Bhi Waqt Nahi.

Paison ki Daud Me Aise Daude, Ki Thakne ka Bhi Waqt Nahi.
Paraye Ehsason Ki Kya Kadr Karein, Jab Apane Sapno Ke Liye Hi Waqt Nahi.

Tu Hi Bata E Zindagi,
Iss Zindagi Ka Kya Hoga,
Ki Har Pal Marne Walon Ko,
Jeene Ke Liye Bhi Waqt Nahi.......

-- anonymous

Saturday, July 14, 2007

Warsa

Shrikant Barhate “Shikoba” is my friend, philosopher and guide. We’re classmates and soulmates. Currently, he sits in the World Bank Headquarters solving the poor’s problems. A boy from Wardha near Nagpur, he moved abroad some ten years ago. Here’s a brilliant piece of his poetry – see how he portrays the father-son-grandson phenomenon. He wrote this to me when I was mourning my father’s death a couple of years ago. So far, this creation was my personal treasure. I have decided to make it public…


are bapacha bapacha
pidhya-pidhya warsa
lekrachya dolyamamadhye
shudhha premacha aarsa

are babpache bapache
dukkhha manamadhe dache
natawachya mukhawar
hasya nagde ga sache

are bapachi bapachi
bhint pathishi mayechi
porane dili loka
marmagath warshyachi

are bapacha bapacha
put adbhut mayecha
shikobachya dilawar
shikka kayam madhacha

Monday, July 2, 2007

Sunday, July 1, 2007

Mumbai meri jaan?

Rain, train and strain. mumbai has it all. when it's raining, you don't dare step out of your home. and if you do, please don't look back at your dear ones, whose 'worried' eyes follow you till you disppear from their sights. I experince this every heavy rain. Your wife and kids are not sure when and how (i mean safety here) you will return home.

What angers me is administration's apathy towards everything. it was shameful when all agencies (their bureaucratic heads) involved in city's development tried to blame each other for the mess. i think, they should join hands to make the city better and safer for living.

Mumbai's neighbour, Thane is no different. i moved their three years ago thinking that it would give me peace of mind though the distance i travel everyday is too hectic. it takes more than an hour to travel 8-9 kms from station to ghodbunder road by a local transport bus. a bike ride is too dangerous (i do that every day).

I pay taxes. I'm not a defaulter (so are all of us). But what do i get in return?

Premala upama nahi!

My author-dramatist-poet friend Shyam Pethkar sent me this marathi poem... you will enjoy it...

Premala upama nahi
upmyala sakhar nahi
shakharela uus nahi
uusala pani nahi
panyala pump nahi
pumpala veez nahi
veezela paisa nahi
paisyala kaam nahi
kaamala degree nahi
degreela college nahi
collegela pora nahi
poranna prem nahi
premala upaman nahi...

Thursday, June 21, 2007

Dream, Nagpurians Dream!

Imagine a train traveling the 837km distance between Mumbai and Nagpur in three and a half hours flat. The Maharashtra Cabinet has plans to make it possible.

On Thursday, Chief Minister Vilasrao Deshmukh approved a proposal for surveying high-speed route between the state’s capital and its second capital. Currently, the Mumbai-Nagpur train travel time is 14-15 hours (that doesn't include time between Kalyan and CST).

The State would appoint a team of international experts to prepare feasibility report for trains that would ply at 350-500km per hour using magnetic levitation (maglev) technology.

The dream project is based on the maglev trains that are now running in China, Japan, Germany, United Kingdom and few other European countries. The project would be a public-private partnership.

The Chinese maglev commercial train that started in 2004, covers the 20 miles from Pudong International Airport in Shanghai to the outskirts of the city in a blistering seven minutes and 20 seconds. The venture cost more than $1 billion.

Any takers? Write in please...