#RahulGandhi's #HydrogenBomb Chapter 2
Silent. Not a peep. Not a murmur. One might have expected them to watch, record, report, protest, or at least take notes. Instead, they were quiet as mice, as if mesmerized by the very election machinery that Rahul Gandhi now calls “rigged”. Was it simple incompetence? Or something more deliberate — a tacit decision to let the phantom fraud play its trick, hoping it would favour the Congress in the final tally?
Look, every political party has its loyal soldiers at the grassroots. The booth-level agents are supposed to be the eyes and ears, the guardians of democracy on the ground. Yet here they were, either asleep on duty or playing along, while the Congress top brass later raged against errors in the electoral rolls. If a fraud was indeed happening — real or imagined — their silence is suspicious. In politics, silence is rarely innocent; it is the easiest ally of mischief.
And that’s the irony. The Congress complains about duplicate voters, postal ballot shenanigans, and missing SIR revisions — yet its own foot soldiers were strangely mute. It’s as if the party wanted the mess to unfold, hoping the narrative of fraud would be easier to sell after the results. One can almost hear the whispers in the offices: “Let the errors play their part; we will blame the system later.”
So the hydrogen bomb didn’t explode, the phantom voter remains a phantom, and the Congress BLAs — the supposed sentinels of democracy — stayed silent, like witnesses who found it more convenient to look the other way. In the end, the only thing that truly exploded was the imagination of those claiming victimhood.
In India, the only thing more unreliable than the voter list is the party that protests it.
Jai Hind, Jai Bharat, Vande Mataram.



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