I have been on the road all across Maharashtra for the past ten days and I must admit, in typical Hinglish-speak, I Am Loving It!
It is election season in Maharashtra again and my mind goes back to the Eighties when I covered election campaigns in the rural areas, getting to the villages strap-hanging in buses, asking for lifts from farmers driving tractors on the highways to take me those places where the buses would not go and then being dropped off at the nearest bus terminus again riding pillions on mopeds driven by villagers chivalrous enough to give me a ride. Read more
Now that election season is here and it is necessary to hit the roads again that dreadful feeling is beginning to rise in my guts (or should I say sink into my kidneys?) again.
No, I am not afraid of covering punishing campaign schedules — my concerns are more basic and to do with health and hygiene rather than the rough and tumble of politics. Most of our male politicians, I notice, are insensitive to and about women – they don’t think twice about it and I have had to hold my bladder for hours through the day because no one even bothers to ask if you, well, gotta go. Read more