Madaari Page #9

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the Assembly, we debate.

We give speeches

under the scorching sun.

And ask for your votes too!

We simply sideline the

good and the honest ones.

They are just decorative

pieces for us.

Power is meant only for

those who can make money for us

And it is really your fault.

We show you a dream,

but you fall for it.

You don't see the truth.

We know before-hand where

new roads will be built.

So we buy the unclaimed

lands around it.

Sell it to the government

and make profits.

Want more details?

I have sacrificed my political

career for the sake of my son

But the business won't stop.

Primary business.

Isn't that what you called it?

Things like the Law,

the Police, the Constitution.

They are all just

to keep you frightened.

That's it!

Satisfied?

Happy?

You won?

Happy ending!

Happy ending?

I have lost everything.

These things mean nothing to me now

But for those who are listening.

Maybe not today. not tomorrow.

In five, ten,

maybe fifteen years. Perhaps

All of you leave then.

Go on, leave! Get out.

Leave.

You leave too, son.

Let us go, Rohan.

It won't take me

15 years to understand.

I have understood everything.

Okay go.

"Speak, for your lips are free"

"Speak, your tongue is still yours"

"Your upright body is yours."

"Speak, your life is still yours."

"Speak, this little time is plenty."

"Before the death of body and tongue."

"Speak, for truth is still alive."

"Speak, say whatever is to be said."

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