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Why I Won't Vote in Elections 2014

I will not vote in this Lok Sabha Elections 2014.

Voting is my right. And I don't want to exercise it. Yet again. I will not vote even if Kamal Hassan, a man who I greatly admire, requests people to vote. He has his reasons. I have mine.

For those who believe, voting is a "Duty" or "Responsibility", and are out with their daggers directed at me or tongues waiting to mouth the virtues of voting - please buzz off. I understand my constitutional right on voting. Voting isn't a great virtue to flaunt. Being honest and not paying bribe would be better.

Why wouldn't I vote? 
My vote wouldn't make a difference. Not in the sense that my one vote wouldn't affect the results. I know it can. In the sense that given the choice between rock and a hard place, I would gladly get on with my work. I won't vote for the simple reason the person elected, his actions, inactions, decisions, policies will not affect me. 

Secondly, the possible PM Candidates, neither inspire me, nor do I regard them with any great respect. Rahul Gandhi is dumb. Narendra Modi is all hollow rhetoric. I would rather trust the Iron Lady from South rather than any of these people. And I know that she cannot become the PM of this country. Even if she can, she cannot be the decision maker that she is as the head of TN.

Why will it not affect me? 
I am not a woman, who can look forward to 33% reservation.
I am not a kid or youth, who looks forward to some kind of employment generation opportunities or educational support.
I don't belong to any minority community, that these holier than thou politicians in the guise of appeasing me, try to invoke some kind of guilt / obligation to vote for them.
I don't belong to a caste regarded as Backward or Scheduled to be affected by their reservation policies.
I don't belong to the economically backward class to look forward to opportunities under scam filed schemes such MNREGA.
I don't believe in God to be really be enthused about any temples or mosques being constructed. Would be happy if someone fairly knocks these structures constructed on encroached lands down.
I am not a big shot industrialist or business man whose business could be affected by the policy decisions of the lawmakers or who has been lobbying hard to get some favours from the Government.
I am not really old or a Senior Citizen to worry about any resource draining pension plans.
I am not a farmer, who can look forward to some loan waivers or subsidized fertilizers or stuff like that.
I am not an exporter or importer who worries about all the exchange rate fluctuations and the resultant impact on the bottomline.

In short. I am not somebody who would appeal to them or their policies. I am not someone whose life really interests them. Their sleep inducing, hollow rhetoric of a manifesto, which is more a lesson on adjectives and phrasing, does not consider me or people like me at any level of importance. In their mind space and scheme of things, I am a "NOBODY". 

And I won't vote for any of these buffoons. Yes, inflation does affect me. But I am pretty sure that none of the jokers have any clue as to how to contain that. And there could be more such things. And I will live with that. 

I do admit that the present UPA Government has been the most inefficient, corrupt and arrogant Government that I have come across from my teens. I do not want them to come back to power. That doesn't mean that I should naturally support jokers from AAP or the so called nationalists from BJP. My own take on the "National Identity" is available elsewhere on this blog (Click Here). I don't believe, either of them would make any damn change to my life. 

I vote where my vote counts. I vote where the elected's actions and inactions could affect the significant part of my life. I don't where it doesn't. Its as simple as that.

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