THE PRIME MINISTER WITH A DIAPER

Dr. Manmohan Singh is soon going to leave office, and finally let go of Sonia memsaab's pallu. Thats good for the country and him. But, it seems Rahul Gandhi aka Rahul Baba is going to take over Bharath. At the recent conclave of the Congress party, he wailed that mommy came to his room, poured out her heart that more money is required in the Swiss banks, and cried, and yada yada about the country....
We have Pakistan beheading our soldiers, Chinese overtaking us, Maosists spreading like cancer, crimes against women and inflation. We these in mind, atleast he could have motivated the youth or given a speech boring enough to receive an erect ovation of our middle finger, but he didn't. Instead he beat his man boobs that mommy cried.
Now, the Italians always had a thing for drama and opera. But to do so on national TV, in India, is an entirely different thing. Its about time Rahul Baba manned up and let go of Mommy's winkie finger. By the way, does Rahul Baba even know what it means to go cattle class, without the Safaris and the SPG bodyguards, without the AC or even wearing the same underwear for days in hot summers, toiling in the fields?

Maybe. Maybe not.

So, is pasta going to be our national diet?
Lamborgini and Ferrari our new Ambassador?
Italian beauties presenting prime time news?
Suits and ties for the politicians?
Italian Godfathers replacing our bhais?
Give public figures (males only, Silvio Berlusconi style) more freedom to have affairs?
 These would be welcome changes to showcase the world that once again, we have a foreign power ruling over us. That we, as Indians, will never learn our lessons, either in classrooms or in real life. No wonder the British left us, knowing fully well that some day or the other, they will return. They didn't, but the Italians did. And now, we are left with a Prime Minister in diapers all set to rule us. Bharath Ma....no wait, Italian Mata ki  Jai.