Pramod and Pravin.
Times like these I am glad I am a single child.
Look at Pravin Mahajan. His elder brother, Pramod brought him up after their father died. Found a bride for him. Used his influence to land plum contracts (Balasaheb’s humble abode) for his construction business. Why, as IT minister, he even took him along to Germany as part of an Indian delegation (needless to say at government expense)—the official excuse (rumoured) being that Pravin was a “developer”. He later gets a job for Pravin in the telecom sector and periodically loans him money.
And what does Pravin do? He shoots sugarbrotha in the stomach—and that too multiple times.
No it’s not pre-meditated (according to Pravin’s lawyers): it was something he seemingly did on the spur of the moment fed up with big brother’s mistreatment and refusal to return calls.
Which conjures up a very scary thought: does Pravin Mahajan go around everywhere, gun-in-holster, like a cowboy from the wild West and on finding someone reading the newspaper while he talks, says “You find that newspaper interesting eh? Well here’s a magazine” before he unloads a full magazine of bullets into the said person’s liver ?
Just like the invisible man who shot Jessica Lal. Or the poor newly married bride into Devi Lal’s clan who accidentally shot herself while playing with a loaded gun.
I am not saying some relatives do not deserve to be shot.
Oh yes, they do.
That snobbish snotty cousin who thinks he is “superior”—the one whom your mother points out and says “Why cannot you be more like him?” The “inferiority-complex” cousin , the one that always sulks in the corner and refuses to come out of his bedroom when you visit. The “know-it-all” uncle who volunteers guidance by stating the obvious, again and again (Study harder, The computer “line” is good nowadays, Management is a nice “line”). And the one who keeps on saying how hard their generation had it and how easy it has become for today’s kids.
These people, without doubt, deserve all the lead they can get.
It’s just that Pramod Mahajan did not deserve to– he had done more than enough for his brother. A little less might have been better for the country, because seeing how his brother is—he would have shot him all the same.
Let’s conclude with an anecdote that precisely captures the mindset of people like Pravin Mahajan.
When it was pointed out to Ishwarchandra Vidyasagar that Mr so-and-so was spreading vicious rumours about him, the great man gently replied:
“I wonder why he is doing so. I never helped him in any way.”