The curious case of 2014

The 2014 elections loom large. Parties have promptly begun scampering about trying hard to blunt knives of the opposition. Like before every world cup, as it is almost certain that India would emerge victorious, each man imagines himself as prime minister on the floor of the lower house. Scores of imaginary victories are won before a single vote has been  cast. Verbal projectiles are fired, TV debates spear levels of viewership to new heights.

Narendra Modi has become the to go man of many. The Anglicized middle class among several others, deem the Hindi-only speaker capable of seeing off all ills that stunt India. Rahul Gandhi of the rival camp has been prodded to the fore in perfect Sicilian fashion by his partymen. The media has draped their 2014 schedule with this shawl. These men, by media sound, are to be exchanging bloodshot glimpses at one another.

The question in red- Are they each other's enemies on the battle filed? Or are ghost fighters using them as portals for turf wars?

In the former's case, it is well known that his most dangerous rivals are in his own living room. The numerous aspirants for the role blush when a few littles at airports and stations come up and butter them as 'PMs in waiting'. Ninety odd Advani, Sushma Swaraj, Arun Jaitley, among many, who acknowledge Modi's might, fame and repeated victories in his state appear to want to channelize that into ballast for their own ships. After which would arrive the real opponent- the INC.

The curious case of Rahul Gandhi

Not one man of the INC dares to defy or interject when it comes to the Prime Ministerial ambitions of Mr. Gandhi. Collectively though, all are for the same cause-a non-Gandhi PM. On film, the Digvijay Singhs, Kamal Naths and Renukas chant "Gandhi-Gandhi" knowing fully well that leading India isn't quite his cup of tea. Each reiteration of his aspiration appears to the naked eye as a kick on the nut to prevent him, or more importantly to discourage and demoralize the young Gandhi so he may dismiss the throne for another. But like his mum, his plans appear to be vague and rear seated. A character who can be pushed around with gay abandon would be a dream come true. Mrs. Gandhi pulled this of with a great man of impeccable character and academic excellence on her leash, something that might never be replicated. Rahul would like to lasso the likes of Sushil Kumar Shinde, Shivraj Patil and Manish Tiwari.

Mr. Gandhi is a victim of his mother's standards in political circuit. A dude who loves partying hard and knoweth not that he knoweth not would struggle to be the head of a billion heads in a hostile neighbourhood. With accomplished, self made men like Chidambaram, Antony and

Tharoor in the weapon cache, it is important to have a master of chess and not marbles in the control room.

Modi faces a frontal attack all round- be it within or without the party. His solutions are binary- all or nothing. Just like a four hundred run target in one day cricket. Gandhi, on the other hand seems to be a goalie where his own defenders are looking to score own goals. Unlike his opponents, at forty, Rahul is still wee and cute. To equalize with the likes of Maya, Modi, Nitish and Jaya he must break out of the rose tints inside which he's perched to show the ball and its dispatchers where they belong. If not for himself, for the billion he wishes (or doesn't) to lead.