Saturday, 12 April 2014

We, the people!

"How much difference can my vote make?". 
"I don't really like the idea of voting. How is someone supposed to decide for the nation when they cant decide for themselves?".
"All of them are the same, there's no point in voting for anyone".
"There are much better things to do on a holiday than to vote".

And the list is endless. This is a list I've compiled on the basis of a certain set of responses you're likely to get from people who refuse to vote. Surprisingly, a man always gets to find arguments in support of his stand specifically when it comes to buttress an element of his indolence. And once he gets that argument, he's a tough man to catch up with. He'll always find a way to beat you with this simpleton arguments. This whole thing gets aggravated when it comes to voting. This guy, it's a mission to make him go and vote. While it's true that not exercising your right does not amount to even a moral misdemeanor, let alone a contravention, it's actually a fallacy you bequeath upon yourself. Why?, lets see.

It is fundamental in a democracy to have public participation in elections. While it is upon individual discretion whether one wants to be the part of the plenum or not, people have started seeing the constitution in a light of seclusion. For some reason not very apparent, constitution has come to be looked upon as the sole heirloom of those who are officially entrusted for ordaining the same. Yes, the constitution's implementation is largely a matter of public execution, but there are a few things about the constitution, 2 pillars of it in fact, that crumble if we don't do as we're expected to. One, violation of basic rights and two, our decision not to vote. The latter one, it seems, has a more deleterious impact.

While a man might have a billion reasons not to vote, despite the lack of a moral obligation, its becomes a desideratum for the inherent vicissitudes of a democracy that he votes.The constitution is something that came for, by and from "We, the people" of India. While we're quick to rest a claim on the rights we're entitled to courtesy of theirs been enshrined all over the constitution, we really pay no heed to the fee we are to pay for the emoluments. And amidst all prescribed duties, the aspect of voting stands out.


While denigration sects are ripe with counterarguments stating the inefficacy of voting and how flawed it could be vis-a-vis an aristocracy or plutocracy, it's this power to vote that can singlehandedly transform our future. Yes, your vote may not count and odds may be stacked against the chances of your guy winning, but your vote was maybe your last chance of making your guy inch closer to victory. Yes, your vote didn't matter to the extent of not allowing you to bring a change, but your vote was the only manifestation that you have of yours being one among those "We, the people" who were endowed and rather bestowed upon the constitution. 

While it appears as a tome, the constitution is the framework under which we live. It culminates into the life we all choose for ourselves with both its dulcets and ordeals. A vote, in this case, is not only your right to your future, but a liability towards your brethren who too belong to the "We, the people" who gave you your constitution. So, it's no more about a clique of people who participated in a caucus or a procession or who donned the same raiment in a political rally to support the same cause. It's actually about all the people on the face of the country and how you're supposed to vote in lieu of what they did to you by providing you your very way of life and by voting for your future. 

Yes, we make terrible voters. We choose chauvinists over suffragists, we choose criminals over statesmen, we choose nincompoops over intellectuals and we choose belligerent ones over gallants. We make our share of mistakes while choosing our leaders and there's no doubt our choices are substantially impudent and berserk. What matters though, is that we still have a choice. We wake up everyday with repentance for the choices we made but we still have the luxury to hope we may be able to correct them. Compare that with the resentment of waking up with a grotesque and lugubrious hairdo forced upon you by your ignoramus and imbecile leader. What matters is that you still have a choice and hence a chance to change it. 

So, while no one could force you to vote, consider it as your only way of consummating your entrenchment into the demographic motley. You take pride in your choice, you're free to be involved in discourses, you even canvass voters to vote for causes you support, but despite all that, you fail in your duties once you miss getting the indelible ink on your finger. That's pretty much like the vermilion on the forehead of a bride, signifying that your relationship with "We, the people", which you yourself are an ensconced part of, is still intact. That's the tie that matters at the end, that's the link that beats them all. 

The band of boys are back with a much better way to articulate all that I've said here. Here's a link to the Do The Ungli campaign. While we vehemently exhibit our middle fingers to express our disgruntlement and bellicosity, we lose that right if we have no ink to flaunt on our fingers. Essentially, all problems revolve around the realms the constitution builds around us and you lose your right to raise your voice the moment you exhibit delinquency in your duty to vote. So come on, India, move out and Vote!