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Title: India's Race to the P5 Security Council: A Farce of Chess
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In that not-too-distant future, our dear India, a magical country full of colours and spices, with its dazzling economic growth rate and diplomatic philosophy of "everyone is really good", embarked on the tortuous and bumpy road to becoming a permanent member of the United Nations Security Council (P5).
Just like the heroes in the movies who go through 9981 difficulties to win the hearts of the heroines, India is also seeking to become a "big brother" role that cannot be ignored on the world stage. But who would have thought that in this seemingly solemn game, which is actually full of careful eye fighting, sometimes even the most seasoned actors have to hide their faces and smile.
The first to appear is naturally the existing five "big brothers". They sat at the round table of the United Nations Security Council, each holding a universal pass to the veto. When India began performing its decades-long stand-up comedy called "Let Me in Your Club," the "big brothers" seemed to be food critics, shaking their heads and disagreeing on how many stars the dish should deserve.
The first ups and downs appeared in China's "big brother", who raised his eyebrows slightly and said: "I'm afraid our 'club' is too crowded." India was confused and looked back to see that there were still a few empty chairs in the corner of the club!
This was followed by a friendly smile from the United States (perhaps more like the smile of a veteran player at the table) and hinted at support for India – as long as the other four agreed. Look! American-style democracy is so fair and just (at least on the surface).
Russia, beating the drum, said: "Come on, little brother!" We love the brave! But there was a warning in the tone, "as long as you don't cross my red line."
The British and French, on the other hand, shrugged their shoulders as indifferently as if they were watching a tennis match, and replied with inexplicable European humor: "Why not?" It's hard to figure out what they have in mind.
Time passed, after countless submissions, speeches, and closed-door consultations, just when India thought it could finally try to sit down and start a new chapter with the P5 – boom! A dramatic reversal struck suddenly. The United Nations suddenly issued a new rule: "Each country is limited to three times for permanent membership." This is clearly another twist and turn that fell from the sky without warning!
And India has already used up two chances... Now standing in front of the door of the third application, which is about to close (and may never be reopened), is stressful. Everyone knows that nothing on the political map can be considered ironclad; Today you may be on the verge of reaching the top, tomorrow you may be defeated...
Through its humorous satire of the P5 and other stakeholders, India's Race to the P5 is more than just a message of laughter; Behind the essay lies a reflection on the complexity of power play and the sometimes absurd and bizarre realities. In addition to enjoying the pleasure of reading, readers are also inspired to delve into the truths behind the modern global system that are not written in textbooks, but do exist and affect the dynamic changes in the course of history.