Sunday, 11 October 2015

My Imagination, Your Words

Look where we have come
This is far from what we planned
Afar from the reach of our imaginations
Pushed out of every possible connection
Of love, friendship, acquaintanceship or animosity
We can't place the blame on anything
Who what is it? Me, you or the circumstances
Oh no, we are those to pass our destiny to circumstances
We both refused to let them rule over us
And promised to stay true to our words
Each word of your promise were put together beautifully
Your carefully crafted words moved me
But later I learnt that you were skilled at it
To make fancy claims and justify them with a different story
It was not the one which ran in my head
Something that would surprise me unpleasantly

She was wide awake, a scream gets her out of her imagination. Her heart was pounding as she deciphered what was going on. There were men outside screaming as they spoke, it appeared that they were mocking at someone. Another scream full of vengeance. And mocking went up even higher, now she could hear women participating in a laugh riot. It did not amuse her, but got her blood gushing in anger - for what she thought was a riot turned out to be revelry, or the imagination from the past? Be it her imagination or the laugh riot, nothing was just as it seems. She was in a different world, she was in a different phase - she payed a visit to some beautifully crafted words!

Thursday, 1 October 2015

Did Beef Eating Family Provoke You?

Knaves alone reign in the kingdom of fools
It is not a free nation.
We are biased! We are hypocrites! We are evil!
The We here is anyone who justifies today's Dadri's mob killing.

Need a context on I am talking about?
Over a loudspeaker in a temple there was an announcement. They announced that there was beef in someone’s house. Beef. A food item. A staple food item for many thousands of Indians. A mob surrounds their house and ransacks it. Over a loudspeaker can be a rumour. Eating beef is not illegal. Ransacking someone’s house, however is. The mob doesn’t stop at ransacking the house. They drag the father and the brother out on the road. Beaten till one of them dies. Beaten till the other is rendered unconscious.

Read this - Why We Indians Should Be Ashamed Of Ourselves Today?

It is a bunch of enslaved cultural (caste-ist) conditioned people who think high of themselves. How these men and women define what they love is through their biases - regional, caste, ethnic, location, race, colour, political ideology, .... (take the liberty to add more)

We who kill in the name of anything! A God, Pakistan, Beef!
We are so touchy about honesty that we end up bullying activists and praising genocides.
We dedicate prime importance to our civilization and fail to think beyond out our limited knowledge.
In the internet age we fail to gather information about the world, the very many civilizations, the kings and the rulers.
We are easy to provoke and our mind does have room for empathy.
We are so human and those who come from a different school of thought are monsters.

We fail to see that while we take pride in woman power, we do the exact opposite by stopping her to enter the kitchen when she is menstruating.

Not just that - we have segmented so much that we fail to see humanity. As long as you feed the same gods, follow similar political ideology, so that we define one's supremacy over others.

We strive to find similarities and fail to respect differences. And we fail terribly at it!

I feel terribly sad. I am sorry for the brutal killing! Here take it - If your religion calls for killing, then your god is a monster.

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The Logical Indian
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