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Individuals like Gurudas Kamat, a member of the CWC, preferred to resign rather than subject himself to the humiliation of playing second-fiddle to ‘outsiders’ as the issues racking the party in his state remained unaddressed.With states like Meghalaya and Mizoram imploding in similar fashion, a Tripura promoted regional Barman dynasty did the reverse, decimating the Congress by walking out itself. Senior leaders like Himanto Sharma, despite appealing to the central dynasty for over three years for a greater role, preferred an honourable exit, rather than expend his energies currying favour with disinterested General Secretaries in charge of the Congress’ eastern outposts and the completely out-of-sync supremos who they report to. The fact that there is no inner party mechanism even at the CWC member level for discourse suggests complete ineptitude of both the General Secretary and party leadership. Jogi commands the vote of the dominant Satnami SC community, which comprises nearly half the state’s population. The issue before the Congress therefore isn't just about dynastic succession - which upsets the Congress worker as much as the young voter - it's also about the entrenching of the smaller dynasts, and the collective inability of the Congress as a whole to forge a strategy that keeps it relevant and consolidates the states where it is in power. In Chattisgarh, BJP three-term chief minister Raman Singh is fast racking up anti-incumbency points as the state moves towards polls in 2018. The Congress in Assam was a classic example of a regional dynastic hegemon.jpeg There are rebellions in virtually every state the Congress once ruled, and there are rebellions in every state that it now rules.Dual centres of power in an all-India party is but natural but state leaders that are left dangling without recourse to strategizing and staying relevant for the future will perforce look for new pastures.

The perpetuation of the Assam dynasts was in sync with the Congress’ myopic scheme of things.S. The trigger was the Mahajot of the Congress-Left in West Bengal with which the Congress was at loggerheads for over five decades.The Chavans, the Shindes, the Ranes, Bhujbals, and Pawars, to name a few, besides various sugar and industry fiefdoms promoted over decades by the Congress-NCP have been comprehensively decimated in Maharashtra. In Odisha, the BJD’s Naveen Patnaik is in his fourth term as chief minister. Rajashekar Reddy’s legacy, bifurcating the state and setting off its own decimation in a state that had once reposed complete faith in the Congress even during its post-Emergency country-wide electoral rout. The Congress had begun to see its own chances rising until two weeks ago when its strongest leader in the state, former chief minister Ajit Jogi, decided to leave the party, calling the state party unit a ‘B team’ of the BJP. And while the political churning is natural, given that the Congress is in opposition and only has a Rajya Sabha where it can thwart the BJP, is it time for the Congress to look within, to examine whether it has a future beyond the Gandhis Spooked by the spectre of a Narasimha Rao redux, does the ‘first family’ have the courage and the vision to allow the rise from the ranks of a non-Gandhi Will the Congress come unglued if that happens Or, is this the BJP, facing anti-incumbency in three key states, doing what it does best – talking up a storm. However, it must be said that in Andhra Pradesh, it was just the reverse, with the Congress bigwigs denying the dominance of Y. Din975 Whether the well-entrenched old-guard will ever cede space for a much needed renaissance in the Congress remains an issue.The fruitless stratagem of Rajya Sabha obstructionism leading to parliamentary gridlock is a tactic that should not be followed by a responsible party.The political climate post-2014 May is a complete rejection of family-run dynastic politics.

In War, Islamophobia reigns. But his action and dance steps have masti, melody. It will further embellish, inflame and then ride the zeitgeist to happy profit margins.Hrithik Roshan is not a great actor.The film has few dialogues, but every few minutes one seete-maro line comes our way. And when he persisted, he was told to prove his loyalty. Its action scenes are more than just sequences inspired from various Hollywood films. Thankfully, its action sequences — almost funny in their daring and execution — talk.However, the sensibility shown in creating her character — she’s a mother and a club entertainer — amounts to nothing.Grand backdrops are created — a ball of fire, a large glass dome crashing.Cinematographer Benjamin Jasper and editor Aarif Sheikh are the devoted custodians of this all, lovingly shooting and cutting to heighten the thrill.It’s supposed to be an in-joke, about Hrithik, Bollywood’s dancing-leaping hunk, making way for the similarly disposed and frenzied Tiger Shroff.Tiger as Khalid, a starry-eyed bachcha, a rookie admiring the vet, fangirls Hrithik rather sweetly, humbly... A senior Bharat sarkar official is talking to a sharpshooter about a target — a jihadi salesman.But added to that is a dash of obsequious bigotry. A Muslim Indian is told to prove his loyalty to desh. But this dialogue comes after the interval, after we have spent the first half of the film admiring and ogling at Hrithik — not just at his insane good looks, but also his swing and swag. Sad. Pairing Hrithik Roshan and Tiger Shroff is the sort of casting coup that would have instantly sent YRF producers into uncontrollable, rapturous excitement.His USP is that he matches the speed of his fist work with his footwork.Hrithik returns all that love in good measure as he owns the film, garnishing every scene with the slightly detached smile of a master.In flashback, we see how young Khalid (Tiger Shroff), an eager beaver keen to wash off a parental daag, was told that he can’t be trusted because of his gaddar baap. Rating: Cast: Hrithik Roshan, Tiger Shroff, Ashutosh Rana, Vaani Kapoor, Anupriya Goenka, Soni RazdanDirector: Siddharth AnandWith a hoodwinking smirk and a tone so wry, the smoking hot and simultaneously smouldering Major Kabir (Hrithik Roshan) tells Junior that the ageing have to pass on the baton to the raging young. Tiger’s action and dance steps have the precision of an eager and brilliant student, but there is also a dull seriousness to it all. As its stunts stun, Junior crushing on Senior makes you smile. They are like perfect but self-conscious routines honed over sweaty, laborious rehearsals. He has created an action film that embraces and celebrates this dude-dom unabashedly. Then comes Colonel Luthra (Ashutosh Rana), followed by Major Kabir (Roshan) who heads a special unit whose specialist members are trained to carry out kill-desh-ke-dushman ops with stealth, cunning and finesse. He’s adequate.It’s supposed to be an in-joke, about Hrithik, Bollywood’s dancing-leaping hunk, making way for the similarly disposed and frenzied Tiger Shroff. And it’s to War’s credit that it dares to stick its neck out for the veteran. He begins all awkward here, but over the passage of the film, relaxes and settles into his character.Tiger Shroff is cute, but also stiff.

As the special people of the special unit lurch from one jihadi in one location to another, from Tikrit to Marakesh, Portugal to the Arctic Circle, the twists and turns provided by neurotoxins, a plastic surgeon and the pursuit of desh drohis keeps all the riding, fighting, blowing up from getting repetitive and boring. He knows he’s being had.There is also one sequence, a la Mr & Mrs Smith, in which Hrithik and Tiger treat us to an amorous, gun-toting tango.On the other hand, Hrithik’s entire being is made of cool, swag and chutzpah.Captain Khalid, all shy and blushing, looks at her with a half smile and mutters with his threaded eyebrow half raised, "Get in line, ya". But as he presses the trigger, the story twists. Not only are they choreographed, executed and edited lyrically, they continually emit a cute whiff of bromance.Though we are not properly introduced to all the specialists, they stride across the screen with the cultivated nonchalance that desh ke deadly and macho rakshaks have imbibed from Top Gun predecessors.So, War doesn’t have a story. That eventually, a Hindu disguised as a Muslim turns out to be the gaddar is the film’s attempt at redeeming itself.Junior attempts a knowing half smile.In fact, at one point in War, the smart girl from the specialist unit is pulled off from her shaadi mandap to confab about an urgent desh-ki-suraksha matter. And given that both Hrithik and Tiger are stars who rule the box office not with their virtuosity, but their chiselled looks combined with lithe steps and kicks, War had to be an action film. Before returning to her groom, she looks at Hrithik and says, "Abhi bhi bolo sir, bhaag ke shaadi kar loongi". You can almost see his eyes emitting flighty little hearts whenever Hrithik is around. But the real reason War exists is to showcase, with a generous application of bronzer on his face and a hint of salt-and-pepper in his crew cut, god’s very special gift to celluloid.45 trillion economy, needs to feel all macho, bold and brave by flexing its muscles at a neighbour whose economy is worth just $320 billion, then why will Din975 Bollywood be far behind?As is the wont of all commercial enterprises, commercial cinema will do more than just ride the wave.