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Will U.P. ever be able to go UP?

NEWS:
In the U.P joint session chaired by the Governor, B.L.Joshi,  BSP (Bahujan Samaj Party) leaders wore blue caps and shouted out slogans. They disrupted the session to express their frustration over the ruling party,SP (Samajwadi Party).


BACKDROP: 
This is not the first time the largest state assembly of the country has been interrupted. Back in 2009, the SP leaders had created a similar pandemonium. They had broken all the microphones and used them to bring the house to a standstill.  


MY OPINION:
All these incidents bring home a point that it is the political imbroglio which is leading to low development in UP. The people of UP thought that SP would finally bring about a change in their lifestyle but the stars don't say so anymore.
What is the reason behind such immature behavior shown by our political leaders?Well I think it is crystal clear- they respect the seat but not the needs of the needy. If India is not progressing at a good pace, it is because of the "lack of political will". This thought is best expressed by the statement made by Richard Armour which was,"Politics, it seems to me, for years has been concerned with right or left instead of right or wrong." During the election campaign,the candidates declare highly ambitious schemes to woo the people. As soon as they get the power, all their promises vanish into thin air.The lawmakers of our nation who are supposed to fulfill the demands of the common man , easily shirk off from their responsibilities.The rules of the house are not maintained and inter-party rivalry is becoming more and more common.
The future of the nation is in the hands of these political leaders who are not men of principle but keep changing their own party principles.

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  1. No Electricity , merely 4 hrs a day at the temp of 40-42 degrees , pathetic roads , no cleanliness , over population ...DIS IS UP....Kya hoga INDIA ka ...?? Now lets hope Akhilesh Yadav does something Good fr UP...

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