Cattle, Insect and other classes and the eternal food chain

Let me declare this at the outset. I belong to the cattle class not only during travel by any mode but even by birth, treatment by the authorities, amenities provided by the institutions and what not.

My realization that I belong to the ‘cattle class’ not only means that I understand what cattle class is all about but also that I have increasingly begun to realize that I belong to another more prevalent class, the Insect Class as well.

Henceforth let me call this Cattle Class as CC and Insect Class as IC.

How many times have I been herded like cattle in the suburban trains ? Let me not talk about the way I am treated during elections – either have I been treated as belonging to the euphemistic ‘minority cattle class’ and herded as cattle with visual largesse being showered on me or have I been treated as belonging to the ‘majority cattle class’ and treated as untouchable. Even inside this “MCC” classification, I have been subdivided further into “FCC” ( Forward CC) or “BCC” ( Backward CC ). If I am an FCC, I am an untouchable and hence would need to be despised, looked upon with hatred as though the entire world’s problems emanated from me. If I am a BCC, then I am the one group that needs to be showered all the attention until the elections get over. In the latter case, I have had the feeling of being made ready for the sacrifice at the altar of Indian elections.

And what are the other CCs that wander in this grand nation ?

First comes the Chameleon Class (Ch-C). Yes, you guessed it right. This is the Ch-C that takes part in elections, seeks to ‘serve’ the people and after the elections, actually ‘severe’ the people of their basic needs. This class never differentiates any other class as long as the other class provides it with regular ‘income’. This group takes care of its own siblings, fights for their share of the ‘prey’ even if it means to travel by airplane in a wheel chair right from a hospital and come back to the same hospital in the same wheel chair after the ‘prey-sharing’ is completed. This group talks about democracy every time so much so that the other common classes have begun to forget what ‘democracy’ really meant.

Then comes the ‘Rowdy Class’RC in short. Let the real ‘rowdies’ of the world forgive the author for he means no verbal harm to them. The RC comes next to the Chameleon Class. It works for the Ch-C — to serve the Ch-C’s interests as well as its own interests. In case of any clash of ideas, the Ch-C would move ( read : transfer) the RC to un-watered-locations ( “Thanni Illa Kaadu”- for the un-initiated ). Hence the RC ensures that it stays in the Right Side of the Ch-C even if it means to break all rules with impunity. By now you should have understood what RC means – the educated Ch-Cs. Yes the Ch-Cs are not educated and the RCs are educated and the latter works for the former. The RCs are, in common parlance, known as ‘bureaucrats’.

Then comes the Insect Class. This IC gets beaten up every time there is some incident that happens in the nation / state / town / village / street. This IC comprises of all those beings which work for their daily living. This IC can be identified by a group of people that run from pillar to post just to accomplish a single task be it getting a Ration Card or getting its Election Commission Card or for that matter anything that needs to be done with the RC. This class pays its income taxes on time, tries to follow traffic rules to the extent possible, wants to get its children educated in a decent school and get a better livelihood. Its ultimate target is to get hold of a piece of land in the distant outskirts of the city and build a house ( a 2 or 3 room tenement ) where it could spend its final years in relative peace. But to accomplish that it has to be subjected to all kinds of assaults by the RCs and hence by the Ch-Cs all through its prime lifetime from 01 to 58 years of age.

Then comes the PC, the Parasite Class. Yes, you guessed it right – the one species that wears a white overcoat and a stethoscope and hides its RC attributes. The PC normally is headed by a Head PC in the roles of a Dean. The H-PC normally has a medical background and by its association with the RCs and Ch-Cs, gets hold of large tracts of land in prime areas in the guise of ‘service to humanity’ – euphemism for ‘blood sucking’. Then it goes ahead and establishes many institutions where juvenile PCs are trained to become master PCs. The credibility of the PC is represented in the ostentation of the PC institution. The more the front office opulence, the better the PC’s blood sucking capabilities. Any juvenile PC that has the ability to satiate the H-PCs thirst for money shall be granted admission in the PC training institutes. So, the moot question is : How does a juvenile PC become a declared PC ? – when the J-PC develops the capability to extract large amounts of flesh from skeletons, then you know that the master PC has arrived on the scene.


Note : PC can also be called as ‘VC‘- Vampire Class. Both are conjoined twins just separated at birth. If this reminds of Vice-Chancellors, then I am not to be blamed. Probably they are Chancellors who are embodiments of the different vices.

The ICs exist so that the RCs and PCs exist and flourish. The RCs and PCs exist so that the Ch-Cs exist and flourish.

And this eternal food chain continues !

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2 thoughts on “Cattle, Insect and other classes and the eternal food chain

  1. That stamp of class, so typical of Amaruvi. The subtle sense of humor that expresses itself between the lines that portray the pathetic state of our society !! Keep it going !!

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