Fancy Dress

Everyone was looking at him so astonishingly. Again a question is arising in each one's mind. Is he the same person? 

There is a heaven and hell difference!

Where went those suits and boots? Those so costly designer dresses? Variety colored, various types of well-branded clothes?

Within the last five years, maybe foreign tours or top celebrations, each time Sir wears different expensive outfits and his photos are published in the leading Newspapers of the State and Nation also. People watch that particular person on television too. Generally, people are stunned to see these.

Before winning the election, this Sir, raised objections against their get-ups and costumes, on the then ruling party's politicians' high-cost jackets, and was begging in the name of morality.

But; nowadays Sir, he himself is wearing lakhs and lakhs of rupees garments.

Some of his supporters appreciate and become happy, the opponents criticize him. But there is a question which always comes to the minds of the general public: "All these are for whom? With whose money? Is Sir purchasing all these in his own salary? Is he the same person, who was praying for votes at the time of election wearing pure Khadi dresses throughout his body, a Khadi cap on his head, and a cheap slipper as footwear! Also, he was campaigning himself as a common individual of his own country! Where went those determinations for selfless love and greedless service?"

Again; today, after so many years passed, Sir is making pilgrimages on foot somewhere or doing elections campaigning by cycling somewhere too. Again those old Khadi pajamas, Khadi cap on head, and a pair of slippers on his feet.

When sometimes he is having rice water and leaves stir fry as his meals in a people of scheduled caste's or tribe's home, or when he is eating puffed rice and popped rice as snacks with a poor farmer personally or when his group dancing photos with the tribal people. Either he is in a Muslim outfit on a stage or where An Christian outfit or somewhere the real Hindu costumes. It seems as if Sir is appearing in different avatars and forms.

The village people were staring at him with their mouths wide open. One of them asked, "Sir, why are you dressed such?" An eight-year-old little boy was standing beside him. He was the son of that person and was studying in class three, very intelligent too. He suddenly replied, "Papa, haven't you remembered that funny day? I took part, dressed as a popular politician of my country and gave a brilliant speech on the stage that day. I won the first prize in our School's Fancy Dress Competition last year."

There had been standing an adult person aged about seventy and passed a comment, "This is the real Election's Fancy Dress. If Sir wins the election-then branded suits and boots; if defeats-again wears Khadis and waits for the next session".