It started with a chaiwala and a dream.
A man who rose from “nothing,” promised everything, and delivered… lynch mobs, bulldozers, blackout zones, and temples on prime time.
Ten years later, we’re in a version of India where the absurd is now policy, and outrage is just a trend that expires in 24 hours. Here, Muslims lynched over meat, Women stripped and paraded in Manipur, A 15-year-old lynch on a train, Activists jailed for tweets, Comedians arrested for jokes (isn’t that their job?), Journalists labeled “terrorists” for doing their job and entire homes flattened because someone “offended” the wrong people.
Meanwhile, Ram Mandir was launched like it was the Apple Event of the year. Cameras, fireworks, aerial shots, celebrity endorsements. All we were missing was Tim Cook chanting Hanuman Chalisa. It wasn’t a religious event, it was a flex. A giant, state-funded, saffron-colored flex.
But hey—“development,” right?
Sure, as long as we ignore the unemployment, inflation, collapsing healthcare, and an education system that’s being replaced by WhatsApp forwards and “Sanatan science.”
And then there’s the Waqf Amendment Bill: because nothing says secular democracy like quietly targeting Muslim institutions under the noble cause of “transparency.” Add to that the CAA-NRC cocktail and you’ve got a slow-burn strategy of exclusion. Very chill. Very democratic.
Now, about the media. Or should I say
“Godi Media”, brought to you by Bhaktcoin.
This is a media ecosystem where: A rape survivor gets silence, A temple gets 24x7 live coverage, Unemployment hits a 45-year high—but let’s cut to breaking news: “Was Rahul Gandhi’s beard anti-Hindu?, Farmers protest for a year? Irrelevant, A fake WhatsApp forward about beef? National emergency.
And the bhakts? Ah yes, the hyper-nationalist keyboard warriors. The ones who’ve turned “Go to Pakistan” into punctuation.
They’ll worship the Prime Minister like he’s India’s second freedom struggle, and still blame Nehru for the pothole outside their house.
They don’t need facts. They’ve got reels, rage, and Republic TV.
Call out hate crimes? You’re “anti-national.”
Point out inequality? “Tukde gang.”
Raise a question? “Urban Naxal.”
At this point, they’re just a rebrand away from handing out loyalty cards for fascism.
And we’ve gotten used to it.
That’s the scary part.
We got used to the bulldozers.
To the silence after rape.
To the spin after hate speech.
To the idea that some people’s lives matter less.
We got used to thinking this is just how things are now.
But it’s not normal.
It’s not normal for justice to depend on your religion.
It’s not normal for dissent to be equated with terrorism.
It’s not normal that media sounds more like a North Korean highlight reel than journalism.
And if Modi comes back again, fully armed with narrative control, institutional capture, and a fanbase that cheers for bulldozers, then we really need to stop pretending this is a democracy on pause.
This is the direction.
This is the plan.
And the longer we laugh it off or look away, the harder it gets to undo.
This isn’t just a government. It’s an ideology.
An ideology that thrives on fear, silence, and a population too distracted to care.
We may not control the institutions.
We may not control the headlines.
But what we say still matters. What we post, call out, document, still counts. Maybe not in TRPs or viral views, but in memory. In resistance.
In refusal to accept this as “just politics.”
Because it’s not.
It’s our lives.
And if this is the new normal, it’s worth asking:
How much worse are we willing to let it get before we call it what it really is?