I am a bystander in my nation's march towards hatred. And I am not innocent.
I am representative of a generation that is known to arise from its slumber only if the event is sensationaland involves a few exciting sound-bytes on national television. I have drawing room conversations about theOrissa Cyclone, the lack of secularism in India, the rape of Gujarat...and I spend more time choosing my nextcar than I do on choosing the politicians to lead my country and her people.