 No body complains about a fast buck. But when the bears spook the markets truckloads of tears flood the markets and media.
This is akin to the theory of exclusion which Bal Thackeray propounds by demanding 50 percent accommodation for Marathi speaking population in residential apartments coming up in Mumbai.
Thackeray’s call is to builders working on new residential projects. So what makes the Sena leader talk such nonsense.
He could have been overwhelmed by the occasion – his birthday.
But that does not grant any right to any one to proclaim such ‘fatwas’. Now try telling us that Fatwas are for Muslims alone and that all Muslims are blah blah BLASTTTTTTT Sheep in the secular wolves’ clothing.
Now, a volte-face scenario. Thackeray reigns over Marathis and lords over Mumbai. His diktat is the law.
That is the constitution of the sovereign republic of Marathi manoosh, written, enacted and watched solely by the Thackeray clan and their cohorts.
So where would the builders find enough buyers. In a residential complex which has 400 flats, 50%, or 200 flats, should be allotted to Marathis.
Now, return to the age of reason. Almost 60 percent of Mumbai’s population is non-Maharashtrian, some estimates say.
And only less than half of that would be the percentage of Maharashtrians in the basket of immigrants flocking to the city in search of a better livelihood.
That is every day. That is despite the city’s sinking stature.
So if you think that leaves the builder lobby at odds with the presiding deity of amchi Mumbai, you are dead wrong.
These are political noises emanating ahead of a poll. Last time Sena lost seven-odd seats than it had the previous time it lost, albeit in the whole of Maharashtra.
But that is only one part of diatribe.The untold story here is that Maharashtrians still make a major chunk of voters. And many migrants to the megapolis do not havetheir names on the voters list.
It is not about illegal migrants of the Bangladeshi kind alone. But affluent people who have most of the papers and still do not bother to get into the voters’ list.
When that happens, the Bal Thackerays , Ranes and Deshmukhs, of this crumbling city would adorn history books.
Or may be even chucked out of them.
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