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What has become of these Representatives of the People?

What has become of the people whom we call the Representatives of the People?

Yes, this question would arise in every other person's mind. Because that's the situation which exists now. The leaders of the different political parties which exist in our country, are getting more and more proficient in things that aren't what really the citizens need.

Every time an election is on the way, there is a constant effort by every political party, of making the competing political party less honest and less efficient compared to their own. And after all, what is the ultimate intention? As always, the intention which has been constant all throughout the history of normal elections - the garnering of votes! The only thing that make then win or lose. And for that our dear political parties are intending to do anything. How can they be left behind?

From promising complimentary goods, to providing hard cash, there would be all that would be done. And the latest option is to target a particular section of a community, to provide "packages" for them, that would benefit them. If the intention was to benefit them, wasn't it possible earlier on? No, then the timing wouldn't be right. The vote-churning wouldn't happen. And that would be a terrible "RoI" (Return of Investment).

Even if it is within the Parliament, there isn't any co-ordination happening. The favorite session within the Parliament is the Boycotting-session. And without that the Parliament wouldn't function, and when it functions, it doesn't without such sessions.

This common but yet sad situation has been the scene of politics here for a long time now. Until all the parties, without any differences based on silly mud-slinging reasons, decide to work together within the Parliament, it's there is not going to be progress in policies. And that would be bad for the country, for the people and ultimately for them. Because citizens aren't just simple fools!

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