The Bubble of Power

You are the dramatic victor  of an astonishing election. You are now among the world's most powerful people. You are brimming with enthusiasm and resolve. 
And then it envelopes you. The bubble of power. 
You still see the world and hear it but through the bubble. The bubble seeps reality of it's edge. 
If you are the secure kind it adds a pink hue to everything you see and hear leading you to believe all is right with everything and everyone loves you.
If you are the insecure kind it adds a red hue adding everyday to your paranoia and you scheme and plot your little plots to set everyone and everything right.
And then one day the bubble bursts with a loud plop. And as you step out of it after years trapped within it, the very air seems to hurt you. As you stagger and struggle hark what is that you hear? Sniggers? But you thought they all loved you! The sharpening of knives? But you thought you had put your enemies permanently away!
I have never tasted power so the above is just me imagining what it is to gain great power all of a sudden. And what it is to lose it as suddenly.
Power is great drama.
 I avidly watch the Narendra Modi show unfold. Not just because what he does has import on the lives of all of us Indians. But because it is such a great narrative.
Will his genius overcome the transition from Gandhinagar to Lutyen's Delhi? Will he be the rare individual who manages to prick the bubble of power while he remains in power? Will he write history or be one of history's numerous footnotes?
It is going to be a great story. And you might be excused to think you can watch it unfold for free. But in reality there is no free lunch. Remember as the story unfolds it is also the story of our aspirations and dreams unfolding.