Dr. Suresh Kumar Mishra ‘Uratript’
Dr. Suresh Kumar Mishra, known for his wit and wisdom, is a prolific writer, renowned satirist, children’s literature author, and poet. He has undertaken the monumental task of writing, editing, and coordinating a total of 55 books for the Telangana government at the primary school, college, and university levels. His editorial endeavors also include online editions of works by Acharya Ramchandra Shukla.
As a celebrated satirist, Dr. Suresh Kumar Mishra has carved a niche for himself, with over eight million viewers, readers, and listeners tuning in to his literary musings on the demise of a teacher on the Sahitya AajTak channel. His contributions have earned him prestigious accolades such as the Telangana Hindi Academy’s Shreshtha Navyuva Rachnakaar Samman in 2021, presented by the honorable Chief Minister of Telangana, Mr. Chandrashekhar Rao. He has also been honored with the Vyangya Yatra Ravindranath Tyagi Stairway Award and the Sahitya Srijan Samman, alongside recognition from Prime Minister Narendra Modi and various other esteemed institutions.
Dr. Suresh Kumar Mishra’s journey is not merely one of literary accomplishments but also a testament to his unwavering dedication, creativity, and profound impact on society. His story inspires us to strive for excellence, to use our talents for the betterment of others, and to leave an indelible mark on the world. Today we present his Satire Chronicles of Fly-over.
☆ Witful Warmth # 13 ☆
☆ Satire ☆ Chronicles of Fly-over ☆ Dr. Suresh Kumar Mishra ‘Uratript’ ☆
Whenever I venture out onto the streets, there’s always a new flyover in sight. It feels like a game called ‘development’ is being played by some stranger. The government is busy basking in its own glory, contractors and engineers are looting in the name of commissions, and the common people are bearing the brunt of their actions. Toll booth operators seem to be lying in wait, ready to pounce on any vehicle that passes by.
Politics and Flyovers
Once upon a time, in Vikas Nagar, a flyover was being constructed. The local MLA, Mahesh Babu, claimed that this flyover would permanently solve the traffic problem in the area. But halfway through construction, elections came and a new government took over. The new minister, Suresh Ji, declared the old flyover useless, had it demolished, and ordered a new one to be built. This game has been going on for seventy years. I think, governments are like flyovers too. One government builds its power structure by toppling an MP, and another party takes it down through the courts. This game never ends.
The World Beneath the Flyover
The world beneath the flyover is strange. It’s like a whole different city exists there – illegal video coaches, shady characters, tea stalls, dhabas, beggars, stray dogs, tempos and rickshaws, and the cheap night workers. The scene is the same under every metro station too. The administration, the government, everyone turns a blind eye. Local leaders are busy chasing vote banks. The police are preoccupied with extortion. Who cares if there’s no roof over your head, the flyover’s roof is there for you.
The State of Rural Roads
In the village of Dhulpur, I asked a villager, “How are the roads in your village?” He replied, “Just like my health, the health of my village roads is full of potholes.” Flyovers were being built around his village, but no one cared about the village roads. This scene is everywhere – villages and hamlets remain below, while roads pass above them.
The Struggle of the Laborers
Near Dhulpur, a laborer named Sita was working under the scorching sun, lifting heavy loads while her child lay under a tree. The site supervisor, Ramu, thought, “If I present this young laborer to the boss, the fake bills will get approved instantly.” But she’s not as easy to convince anymore. The road roller was making a noise like a helicopter. In the intense heat, Sita was thinking if she got paid today, she could light the stove from the Ujjwala scheme; otherwise, she’d have to make do with dung cakes and wood.
One day, Ramu noticed that Sita’s child had fallen ill. She approached Ramu, hoping for her payment. Seeing her situation, Ramu gave her a portion of his commission. Sita’s child got a bit better, but the flyover work stalled. Ramu had no choice but to think of new schemes to reclaim his commission.
The Government’s Hide-and-Seek
The locals steal cement, gravel, and sand at night for their own use. The guard tries to scare them off but is silenced with a small bribe. Billions in contracts, millions in commissions, and yet the same philosophical question: “What did you bring, and what will you take with you?” The poor labourer drinks water and goes to the supervisor for her payment, but the bill isn’t passed. She lights a fire under the half-constructed flyover to cook a meal.
After this flyover is finished, there’s another job to find elsewhere. There won’t be work in MGNREGA. Let’s develop with flyovers!
This is the story of development – where roads become smooth, and human lives become rough. Roads are built for the king’s ride, and common people are left to die. As long as flyovers keep getting built, this game will continue – and the face of development will keep dancing before us.
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