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Making Messiah (standard:Fan Fiction, 1381 words)
Author: JuggernautAdded: Mar 05 2013Views/Reads: 1202/791Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
In democracy to get elected. a candidate has to be a super star or better a messiah. If one follows a 3-step process, any person can become a messaiah.
 



Making of Messiah 

Subba Rao 

“Welcome to our show OM for open mind, as you know we invite 

people from all walks of life to open their mind on this show to share 

their views without any inhibitions or reservations, this way you can 

reach out to millions of our audience,” said Subhash Indrajit Roy 

(SIR)  the talk show host. He gave a warm welcoming introduction to 

Mama, a political leader representing the people of   oppressed castes 

in Southern India. 

“Thank you for having me on your show, I appreciate the 

opportunity to open my mind to the millions of your audience,” 

concluded Mama making himself comfortable taking a sip of water placed 

near him. 

“First of all, please explain why people call you Mama or 

uncle?” 

“Well, though mama means uncle it is a made up abbreviation for 

two  caste names that start with Ma in our state, as you know the 

people that born into these castes were treated like dirt and looked 

down as untouchables  for thousands of years in our country,” Mama 

wiped his eyes. 

“Born into an upper caste of no choice of mine, I have no words 

to express the deep sorry and sympathy for the disgusting treatment 

laid upon your members of the caste but with legislation to protect 

your rights and open opportunities in education and employment, your 

caste made significant headway in the society, is it not?” Sir was very 

sympathetic to Mama. 

“Yes, in the last forty years, we made progress in most fields, 

some of the members of our caste were now prominent doctors, engineers, 

businessmen and administrators in various government departments but we 

still remain as outsiders in state politics.” 

“Please explain your outsider status in politics.” 

“Numerically in every constituency we make up a significant 

portion of the electorate and yet we never get a ticket from the two 

major political parties to contest seats, this is unfair and unjust. 

We started our own political party called Chanda Mama with our party 

symbol a full moon in dark sky. As you know Chanda Mama means moon that 

shines only during the night as we were shoved into menial tasks during 

night like clearing night-soil for ages.  Unfortunately we were not 


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