Three gone one to go

As i attempt to take a return journey to the place of my stay, i am unnerved by the sighting of a vehicle sporting the flag of the country. Tailing that is one embossed with VIP Escort followed by two other vehicles that have cops bundled in it. A few minutes later another Inspector of Police vehicle follows them. Probably the High Ranking Bureaucrat, Business Honcho, Man of the Moment or a Minister could be in it. Since it had the flag it had to be the politico. Probably the Minister of the day (he could well be asked to put in his papers given the temerity to visit the temple town and address a press meet which he has been barred from doing so) wants to visit the seashore and take stock of the situation following Ganesha idol (all made from plaster of paris) immersion the previous day. He wants to look far and wide to spot any idol floating and see to it that the sea has recovered well enough to let the vessels, big and small, move on. Probably for the past three months the Minister hasn't had a Press briefing. He has been ticked off for meeting the Press on issues that have been threatening his existence following the three marriages he stumbled on prior to joining politics. Post political initiation his series of flings here and there has been noticed by his three wives who have staged physical demonstration at police headquarters to draw focus to their plight. And his press meets off and on have been geared to kick his side of the story and how he has been hauled and hounded by his three deviyas. Here by visiting the seashore he wants to build the required tempo to hold a press conference (all print and tvwallahs have been given enough booty to cover it) where he would impress upon the aam admi to do away with plaster of paris and instead invoke pulp to give the environment the much breathing space. The same breathing space that he seeks from his deviyas. At the press meet he would have enough fodder for TVwallahs to play on for days together and nights forever on an issue that they naturally lap on. He would take this opportunity to introduce the fourth element in his life much credited for his ascent to the Cabinet. He would tell the media audience to not throttle the voice of the new lady in his life who hails from a humble background and has stood by him and nursed his wounds ever since he started addressing the press conferences and the different pills he had to take following an uncomfortable barrage of questions and the fisticuffs that followed later. Having introduced the new element he would simply head towards Nagercoil to impress upon the party patriarch that he doesn't want to offend him by taking one extra matrimonial pursuit under his belt. He would try to justify the necessity of the new beginning in his life and how he hopes to break the shackles of the trio who have not only captured his government bungalow but also seized the bank accounts in and outside the country. The uncontrolled visits of the trio to Switzerland has been giving sleepless nights to him. To cut them short he has decided to declare a share of his ill gotten wealth and thereby win reprieve from the authorities concerned.
As things appeared to look settle down following this line of action, my thoughts on why the VIPs don't have a tag line on the windscreen, suggesting the occupancy period of the Chair(position in the government). Probably that would make the aam admi to maro a salam if he has been a veteran of sorts instead of being jeered and booted whenever their vehicles glide past us. Precisely for this very reason the fourth Inspector of Police vehicle followed the Minister later not realising earlier that this man had longer political longevity than his predecessors.
As for souls like us, the windscreen of the vehicles these politicos take and the ones following them should have enough descriptive material on their political and matrimonial alliances . And the one who has taken the fourth woman under his belt stores enough chances for all those folks who have been brutally vandalised by vendors with whom they vowed to take their life to a new high at some point. Having been left on the way by their better half, the politicos of such shape, size and colour would take them under their wings by suggesting that they have a long list of acquaintances who have this pattern of taking old with the new in their shape of activities if the previous alliances were rocked by claims and counterclaims on infidelity and untamed appetite.
As i am told that the minister has agreed to address the aam admi through a press meet, the meet would take place at an undisclosed three star property given the unseasonal rains that lash the area and the unwelcome visits of the three deviyas who have the temerity to dismantle his much-desired date with the media. As for the trio the last unfulfilled wish is that the man at the centre of the storm could lessen the intensity by parting with the account number of his Swiss bank and other necessary details failing which he will have to part with the govt bungalow and his hard earned unaccounted income. Against this background, the Minister may have to settle for a five star outing with the new lady in tow to see his bill run into millions - and probably another case of being ticked off by the patriarch of the party who could well suggest that he had one less matrimonial pursuit than him but never at the cost of common man.
As events fold and unfold, the minister has just been told that his new arm candy-turned-better half has nine kids in tow; the entire baggage that makes him wonder whether this barter fabric of fourth element with nine kids is better than the continuous onslaught of the three deviyas who together have yet to cross the half way mark of bearing nine kids. The brooding on, this piece of news trickles in that the minister has been dropped from the Cabinet following his personal life schedules overshadowing the party meet in Nagercoil as all media guys and the aam janata have been keen to know more about the just-dropped Minister and his secrets to success than listen to the leaders babbling about their political foray.
Probably some day one needs to look at the business class-turned-liquor mafia-turned-cricket club patrons(A Fairly High Proportion),some sections of the media (Journos included) who have been spearheading its operations and never-tamed bureaucrats for their share of double/triple/foursome shades to their life. It is for the political space he takes that bashing of a politico gets a lease of life; there are innumerable other entities who have more than double take. Had the politico not been gliding past us with the flag he could well have been spared.