An Indecisive Indian

  At the outset, allow me to recap a key point from an earlier blog in which I discussed what, in my view, embodies the true spirit of Atmanirbhar Bharat. (The piece is referenced at the end.): Two tribes of opinion repeatedly torment me. First are the zealots who chant Vishwaguru while reality smoulders quietly behind them. For them, Indian Railways (IR) is racing ahead, facts and derailments notwithstanding, and hype substitutes for delivery. At the opposite pole sit those who view IR as a hopeless relic, incapable of tightening a nut without divine intervention and a five-year committee report. In their eyes, every success is a fluke and every reform a failure. Both camps are insufferable in their own ways. One worships the global to the point of paralysis, the other clings to a parochial fantasy world. The truth, as we see frequently, lies somewhere in between. We need to be sensibly local without being delusional, global without being derivative or imitative. For all w...