Wherever you go, wherever you hide, wherever you work — I’ll be haunting you. It is no use being good, O Human, because being the “bad guy” is what’s trending these days! I’m the one obstructing your work, hindering your growth, encumbering your loyalty and impeding your tranquillity.

Let me tell you about all the places where you will find me.

Ever had a house constructed in the city? If not, don’t even try. If yes, then you already know me. When you come to the Development Authority to seek permission to get your house constructed, I shall be introduced to you. The heavier your pockets are, the easier your work will be. The poor may give away their lives, but can’t get rid of my curse. Pity those animals whose abodes are being destroyed to make buildings for the rich, for it is me who is behind these illegal constructions. Today, it’s them – tomorrow, it could be you.

Start off with anything – from getting your house constructed to setting up a new business or even an NGO, you’ll encounter me in various forms. Percentage, share, portion, commission – I control all with money.

Be not surprised to know I exist within those, too, to whom you come to complain about me. Yes, you caught me. I lie, shamelessly hidden in the second desk of those who enforce law and order. Entice them, obtain a judgement in your favour, and celebrate your success.

Let me tell you though, I’ve got high standards. You get the best of things only if you are indulgent with me. All know my prices, even when I am not openly advertised.

For the best school for your child, just pay the chancellor Rs. X.
(While the honest ones remain illiterate.)

For a timely or princely treatment in the hospital, fill your doctor’s already-overflowing pockets.
(While the rest lay unattended.)

Get any license made or registration done (be it illegal), just by placing Rs. X in the clerk’s wallet.
(While the honest ones stand in the line for hours on end, enduring a broken system which was created by me.)

Broke a law? Don’t worry! I am the bad man who’ll save you – but only if you slyly slip a little something into the policeman’s hand.
(Since when do laws apply to all citizens equally, anyway?)

Well, I’ll see you soon, in one form or other, unless you choose to be loyal to the laws of your land, and devoted to the betterment of your country against my tempting forces.

Yours Ruthlessly,
Corruption.

Prarthna Nanda (V-I)