AMBITION

It was the year of total chaos when the country lost its Prime Minister. He was assassinated by one of the insurgent outfits as his arbitration in the affairs of the neighbourly country infuriated them.The neighbourly country was beset by its civil strife involving two ethenic groups the one having its roots in the prevalent country The Prime-Minister had sent his forces to come over this group which proved fatal for him.He was killed by his own people.At the outset he was never interested to enter politics.Bohemian of a sort he lived his life away from the sleazy glamour of the politcs. His foreign wife was all the more wary of the political atmosphere and remained away from it.It was only after his mother likewise lost her life to the gun of the assassin . She was a mighty politician who almost ruled the country as Prime-Minister for a long time.she did not involve her sons in active politics and the elder one too lacked the zest and the zeal to pursue it. The younger one definitely started taking keen interest in the political affairs of his mother.She was indulgent towards him but she never knew that his casual interest would turn into a whopping ambition wherein he started finding his own mother an impediment in the way.It would have changed the temper of the politics of the day had he survived the plane crash which he met with while flying it.So the destiny played its strange role with the elder sibling. After the death of his mother he wanted to retrieve his pristine world of freedom and anonymity but this was not to happen.He was pulled into it by the sycophants of his mother who clung to him like babes turned destitute .They pleaded with him and roused his conscience to steer his country in this hour o f grave crisis.They insisted that it was his moral duty to carry forward the great deeds of his mother like a dutiful son.They pressured him and made him feel the urgency of taking charge of the wailing millions of his country. His wife was not ready to compromise with his decision.She was utterly shocked when she saw him relenting and succumbing to their entrieties and cloying pleadings.But the intense pursuation of his party leaders forced him to stay back and take the reins of his country in his own hands. He braved the odds and slowly yet steadily entered the slithering yet golden gates of power and glory.The once reluctant wife basked in the glory which came to her effortlessly.Everything fell into place.Now the Prime -Minister elect ruled the hearts of the millions unopposed.But then nothing is everlasting and here it was wont to last not even to the minimum ordinate length.His life was snapped suddenly.Once again the swelling and swarming maggots who were quite complacently sucking on the political fare without any trepidations of such untoward happening received a severe jolt.Now their only hope was the widow who could recreate the family charisma and ressurect them.But the widow was in no way interested to carry forward the legacy.The minions beat their breasts and clamoured vociferously and sort of hounded her to take the reins of the country,but she refused.It was only after the party was on the verge of extinction that she felt the urgency to revive it. She took it as her moral responsibility to not let it go into oblivion.It was perhaps an after thought and a deep obligation towards his husbands family to not let the legacy die.She girded her loins and plunged into public compaigns. She pleaded in the name of her mother-in-law and her husband and coaxed the country to vote her party in.It was unbelievable to see the public response, the widow of their beloved departed leader so accessible to them.Her each and every gesture was nothing less than a marvel to them.Her speech in Hindi though indecipherable to them was nothing less than a gospel of truth to them.Gradually her children started accompanying her.Her daughter had an uncanny resemblance to her grand- mother ,the late Prime- Minister.She mesmerised the crowds.Her ethereal looks yet earthy presence pleased the people, the gatherings to no end.It became quite clear that she had won the hearts of the masses. Her mother and her brother fell short of this charisma.Her mother lacked the aristocracy which came so spontaneously to her daughter who was bereft of arrogance or hauteur and she could undoubtedly be the future leader of the country.But then she suddenly disappeared from the scene.It was given to understand that she wanted to devote her time to the upbringing of her family.Slowly and steadily she was out of peoples mind.It was perhaps an unspoken arrangement to keep her out of the public eye and let the heir apparent be the sceptre wielder of the dynastic regeme.She was the daughter and an outsider .She had no right to the legacy when the son was around.He was the natural heir.Her complete disappearance from the scene even when the mother won the elections was a clear indication that she had slim chances to be inducted in politics alongside her brother.

It was one of the rare interviews which the sister gave on one of the national channels wherein she talked about her family and other engagements.She further said that she spent a lot of time in introspection and Vipsasna to take away the angst in her and render her peaceful and devoid of ambitions.She emphasised that she would never enter politcs.Her eyes carried a far away look which reflected a deep anguish and a detachment not wont of a young women who otherwise seemed to enjoy the pleasures of a luxurious life.She brought back the great memories of the great empires which stood on deep and dark intrigues involving the closest members of their families.