How to identify 'educated' chaddis in west bengal?

There seems to be a rise of post truth era which is helping right wing extremists everywhere. I am giving a few conspicuous characters to identify people who are overwhelmed by hoax and are irrational supporters of BJP led Hinduttva propaganda. I use the term Chaddi not to straight jacket every BJP supporters. But Chaddis for me are a special generation who are getting most of the footage and its fun to watch them grow. Following are some conspicuous features to identify chaddis around you.

There are two kinds.
A. Active Chaddi
B. Chaddi in unconscious

A. Active Chaddi

1. Likes his/her own posts in Facebook

2. Adds 'ji' after party leaders.

'Amit ji' but 'locket ji!'

3. Forwards hoax even if its insanely hoax like

'UNESCO... you dont know' 'GPS chip yo yo'

4. Shares hindu sanhati posts

'... jai shri rum, oops ram!'

5. Suddenly adopts Devnagari as the standard script of their names to show deshbhakti

B. Chaddi in unconscious

1. Believes Hindus are minorities in India

'no no, census is a lie'

2. Supports beef ban

'i dont eat beef'

3. Gun solutions for Kashmir

'Shoot the barbarians'

4. Muslims and terrorists

'Not every Muslim is a terrorist, but terrorists are Muslims, period!'

There is a third category: would be chaddi

1. Finds rockets in pushpak rath

'I know these are lie,  but i like the creative thinking so forwarded it'

2. Shyamaprasad saved us
'Shame, you don't know Gopal Pantha'

3. Nehru had sex in Kashmir
'Arre baba these are untold stories'

4. Desh and fight
'Our Jawans are fighting and you are buying pizza, shame!'

Educated chaddis new points

Kaleidoscope has decided to keep on updating this page so here it goes
August 2017
1. People who suddenly disappears from the social networking forums after anything disastrous being dine by people like Jogi Adityanath (refer to the death of 60 children because of oxygen shortage in gorakhpur and sacking of a doctor who tried to bring oxygen cylinders by paying out of pocket) are Chaddis.

2. People who are sharing constantly hindu minority writeups are chaddis.

3. People who think central dictatorship for celebration of deshbhakti is fine are chaddis.

Letting go 14 my darling students

Trans it is

It would be a year in July 2017 since Kaleidoscope left the place with rivers, amazing sunsets, blowing winds and wavy byes. It would be a year since Kaleidoscopic departure from interfaces, holding hands and consoling weeping minds.

Kaleidoscope like many others have learned that time heals. He thought that if time fails to heal it helps you deal with the past and departures. Does it? He is still skeptical.

Just when he was wondering if the connection has started becoming blurred from the place itself and that may be kaleidoscope now has to rescue his soul from the depth of his chain of memories to deal with the past to embrace the time he gets a phone call. With all practicalities its a call reporting the final result of Kaleidoscope and his colleagues' deliberations over their beloved students. Yes, they have secured grades to be remembered. They have secured grades that every teacher would dream about their students to achieve. However, it also marks end of a chapter. This is genuinely the last batch whom Kaleidoscope have taught at the place he fell in love with.

Now the space would be even more alien. May be except the river, Kaleidoscope would be even more marginalised, placeless and trans. May be that's the way it is... may be that's the way it should be. 

From Shopping Malls to Kashmir Valley: Narratives of Ignorance

Taken from http://kashmirpost.org/2017/05/08/no-stone-pelting-without-veil-hizb-to-girl-students/

Kaleidoscope belongs to a generation which has seen the development of surveillance society as they grow up. The question of security has become part of his everyday life. So, when he leaves the house he knows he is being watched at the CCTV camera near the traffic signals. He knows, he will be asked to scan his bags before he enters into the metro railway. He is okay (not quite comfortable though) with the nature of frisking that he has to face before entering into a shopping mall - which is nothing but an extended high priced capitalist market. Seat back and relax this write up has nothing to do with nagging cry of a half hearted communist who would complain about hegemony and false consciousness. It has nothing to do with prison notebooks!

Frisking and irritations:

Kaleidoscope knows that everybody knows what one is supposed to face while entering into a shopping mall. He also knows what many people think when they enter into a multiplex within a shopping mall. Yes, dear reader we are scanned twice and isn't it often irritating? Kaleidoscope has seen people showing irritations in making passing comments.

"uff! these checking are nonsense!"

"How many times do they have to check?"

"Do we look like a terrorist?"

"Do they really check? does their instruments work at all?"

During his IIMC days Kaleidoscope made several visits to North-Eastern India - you know the foreign land. People whom Kaleidoscope's 'main land' people love to call chinky, or Chinese! Yes, those places. Kaleidoscope used to roam around in villages doing ethnographic fieldwork! Kaleidoscope had to carry his voter identity card which he had to show every now and then at different check points. People there always carry one identity proof or the other to prove that they belong to this great country - I   N   D   I   A.
Now, these frisking, checking of luggages and demand for identity proof is part of everyday life of one part of Kaleidoscope's country. Its going on for a very long period of time - since independence. In several villages villagers were amazed to know that you really don't need to carry an identity proof wile roaming around different places in the 'mainland' India.

Identity and ignorance:

The question precisely lies here. Just think about you are facing checking etc. at every five kilometres of your way to office everyday. What would you think about yourself? Would you think its okay? Or would you think this is an intrusion? Kaleidoscope would definitely think it to be an intrusion.

Now, think about the sentiment that you would have about the country and the system which is so blatantly bias towards you and others! Like you, my readers, Kaleidoscope knows nothing about killing of Burhan Wani and subsequent unrest in a zone which was declared as militancy free zone in 2008. Kaleidoscope doesn't know about the families who have lost their loved ones in fake encounter which ensured promotion of a few personnel and subsequent violence and killing of about 120 civilians!

Yes, Kaleidoscope is also ignorant about the fact that many among the stone throwers prepare for football games to be played as part of India and not as part of anything else which is puzzling when one sees the poll percentage in Srinagar bi-election (the famous 7%).



Its okay if Kaleidoscope remains unaware. Nothing really matters to the policy if people with whom Kaleidoscope talks, think of a strict military solution, but it really matters if the great India fails to empathise and only put newer bans on their freedom, like they did with curtailing social media. However, it also matters if the society in which Kaleidoscope lives, fails to relate their little interface with security personnel and their disgust! You really need to multiply that disgust with at least a crore times to have a miniscule idea about what might have been happening in Kashmir. 

Letting go 13 - defining maturity

Like a falling leaf carrying ages of scripts, a flower that is over with its blooming moments, like a tree that dries with all its memories - patterns do change. No one knows when is the time to learn that its over for the old pattern and the beginning of something new! Time does not come in neatly bounded boxes, or does it? Like we know all major lifecycle events present life in chapters!

What happens when you know you have to wait for something to happen? You know you have smashed the keys, missed the final train, and you know those roads are no longer accessible and you are yet to start the 'new chapter'. When the rules of thumb dont apply anymore and like a wild fire the forest is burning!

You try to pull the poor self away from the forest of memories through the sleepless night and day. Laughing at you loud is your failure. You become entangled, cling with memories and dragged by the flow of time.

Like all that is lost  - the key, the roads and the final train, something continues,no matter how entangled, dragged and torn apart. Like frameless heads with endless possibilities you drift away. Being nowhere and everywhere.

Now that's what they call maturing - the series of letting goes. Yes kaleidoscope grows so does the world!