You could see the wide smile a mile away as cheering from a super-excited audience drowned the repetitive "thank you". Sometimes, you were reminded of legends such as Gandhi, Mandela and Martin Luther King who energized people with their sheer presence. The flags, the banners, the posters and the youthful crowd warmed the cockles of the heart - for there was hope and there was a groundswell of support for change.
Today, a few days after the number game has been put to rest and the competition vanquished, we also see the worry lines crease the brow. Responsibility lays a heavy hand on even broad shoulders. This one is yet green and uninitiated. And hopefully, in not too distant future, the head will wear the crown lightly and with humility and wisdom. Until then, I hold my breath and wait to exhale.
The subject of my thoughts is conspicuously inconspicuous but, hey, this is a name all of you see, hear and talk about these days.
PS: My loyalties were with the competition but I take this loss lightly because we aren't getting a raw deal and the real "enemy" waits to be tackled !
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