My First Mistake and the effect

March 1983:

I sat in one corner. The room was partially lit. I could see through the windows. I looked down through the window and could see the earth. How I was desperate to get down there. Then through the window I saw him coming. As usual he was on the swan. It flew magestically. Across the window. A moment later, he emerged into the room. The swan was left outside. He walked upto me and said.
"Son, Its time for you. Its time to go and enjoy the world."
I looked at him and smiled. I was happy. And a lot at that. Then he continued.
"But I give you 3 options. There are 3 different places where you could be born. You must choose one of them."
I shook my head in agreement as he continued.
"The first one is a farmer family in Hubli. You will go onto become a farmer as well. The next one, you could be born into a Tribe in Waynad. Or finally you could choose to be born in Bangalore"

APril 2008:

Scenario1:
I sit my sprawling bunglow near the farm land. Dad walks into the room and says
"Son, from now on those idiotic salaried class sitting in Bangalore, Madras and Delhi will be paying for the tractor fuel we use."
"Oh wow dad. You're great."
"And yeah I've placed an order for a Chav err Chavee err la Oppatra."
"It was great idea to stop paying those 4 loans we took"
"Yeah and thank god those working people dont vote.Phew"
"Yeah dad and hear that those people have promised free electricity dad."
"Yeah so we can buy our new washing machine and AC too and a new pumpset."
"Oh we must thank those people who took loans and used it for other purpose and finally comitted suicide."
"Hehe "

Scenario2:
I sit outside my new farmhouse in the Porch. Dad walks in and says
"Son, Dont worry"
"Dad I'm still worried about where to join"
"Dont worry son, they say, they'll be opening up the public sector too for reservations."
"Oh great dad. SO I can probably choose Infosys. But they say cut off is 70%, I have only 45"
"Oh dont worry they'll bring down the cut off for us"
"But dad, you've not been to office for a week now."
"Thats no problem, I can go there next week and sign my attendance."
"Great dad. Phew thanx to those people who made us a vote bank."
"And thank god the educated people dont VOTE"

Scenario3:
I sit in my 2BHK crammed up flat and blog. My dad walks in and says "Son, I wish we were not educated."
I come to office and sit here writing this bull shit.

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Q1: Why did the farmer's commit suicide.
Ans: He took huge loans in the name of buying tractors, pumpsets and for good quality seeds. But he bought low quality seeds, low quality pumpsets and used the remaining money for having huge marriages, booze and all other things. Finally the monsoon was bad and the crops failed. He could not repay the loans. He commits suicide. So what does the government do? Waive off the loans. SO what does the smart farmer do? He stops repaying the loans even if he can. Its waived off. So who loses? The country..

Q2: What about reservations?
Ans: Sigh. Votebank. How many deserving people lose a chance. How many of the truly underprevilaged actually benefit. Imagine a guy with no sense going on to become a surgeon. Oh so people will say, its not just them even the "General" people can be undeserving. Oh definitely, but then he goes no where anyway.