The Swift Rise and Fall of Arvind Kejriwal


The Swift Rise and Fall of Arvind Kejriwal

Illustration: Akshita Monga


ack in 2011, when I was scrolling black-and-white computer screens to make a buck as a techie, my flatmate and bestie broached the subject of a people-led movement that was heaving at the heels of the government. I was only 23 then and didn’t have much of an opinion. Like many others, my disinclination to follow Indian politics had much to do with how consistently hopeless and disappointing it had become.

A few days later, my friend marched with thousands of others – all young, working-class millennials like us – which struck me as an oddity. People who couldn’t care less about the Indian political landscape, preoccupied as they were with their weekend game of bowling or their defunct relationships, were suddenly animated? Why were they mobilising and gathering, going against the tiredness of their back-breaking, thoroughly uninspiring jobs for a minuscule placement on the charged political narrative arc of this country?