N. Amar Singh?
Since this is the first post on my new blog, you might ask who is N. Amar Singh. So, let me start with the some introductions and ofcourse how I came about writing the blog.Me first;I am not Amar Singh. I am N. Amar Singh , a caricature of Amar Singh in an alternate reality. A reality where “Samajwad” and whatever it goes for rules the roost. How I wish the Amar Singh in your universe could come here and see what we have done for the “common man” here. We ofcourse beat newspaper vendors delivering a specific rag, here too. We too, dole out reservations, just because well .. thats another post altogether.To cut it short , its really very similar here. Only in this reality, I have decided to open up and share my life with the “common man”.There is a limit to all the greatness that a man can keep bottled up. I had to tell the world what I have accomplished for them, because the masses are ignorant and will believe whatever the “biased” media will show them on the TV.
For instance, take the case of the recent quota increase in our esteemed educational institutions.You all believe that my esteemed co-parliamentarian Mr Arjun Singh Ji as the messiah of the downtrodden, brought about the revolution.But no, it wasn’t him , as much as he might look the part ( bald, specs, ailing) . It was me, drawing the inspiration from the ayah cleaning my humble residence at Lodhi Road , who brought the upper-class bourgeois to their knees begging for a few seats in IIMs, IITs. Chal Chal Samajwad aane de. Thats what I told those elitist non-vote-bank doctor-log sitting on dharna at the AIIMS, over my patiala of Glenfiddich(only single malt for me) and a plate of Chicken Tikka that day, while watching my favorite news channel NCNN – NIBN.
