Saturday, November 13, 2010

Left Right Left !

-dedicated to my dearest friend.



Gandhiji k teen Bandar. Don’t see, hear or speak bad. Excuse me, what? what did you just say? “Bad”? Well Mr. Gandhi, I think you died before explaining the word “bad”. If anyone can please define it for me, Yes I hear someone screamed it’s the absence of “good”. Well dude I hope you don’t die before explaining the word “good”. Let us give a little break here and think, can we completely define any of the above terms without using the other? Are these terms mutually dependent? Just like light and darkness, heat and cold, god and evil, win and loose, top and bottom, left and right?

No, I am not accusing Gandhiji of telling us an incomplete story, (I can’t match his vision) or even if I am, is it bad? Or even if it is, are you judging? Or even if you are, do I care? {}

But that is the way we are, as children we were told by our mothers that a “bhoot” or “baba ” will eat us if we don’t behave properly or disturb her, we took it as true (just like we took teen Bandar story as complete). But now we know that no such “bhoot” or “baba” will eat us, we are mature now, or should I say mature enough , because mature is another relative term.

In similar case, we take the people, who attacked our country, as bad people; we take them wrong, or evil. Why? Because we are educated enough (don’t forget ‘enough’) to see what is good and what is bad, we think we got the right education (don’t forget ‘right’) which taught us not to kill anyone, so we are allowed to judge. But education is just like Gandhiji’s half told story, as we forget that if we were also born and brought up in those military camps, we would also be doing the same, we would also be killing people, because we are programmed to believe in “babas” and “bhoots”. Of course ‘bhoots’ and ‘babas’ would change.

But that is the way we think, we believe in absolutism, we don’t even try to filter our thoughts, we choose to run, run against time, never realizing that the only absolute thing we depend upon i.e time, is also relative. Yes, “a second” is not always a second old. We all know it, but never realize it.

Ok it might have gone a little boring (don’t forget ‘little’) and redundant. In short; I don’t want you to discover complexity when witnessing simplicity, I don’t want you to discover sorrow when witnessing happiness, I want you to think why autumn is your favorite weather, I want you to see things from the top, learn how not to judge but to analyze, to see both left and right standing either ways.

I think this story is complete and not half told, or is it? Well, you know what to do {]

Monday, November 8, 2010

The Bomber Man

-thoughts of a suicide bomber before exploding.




My chest is chained and is locked,
I am wearing a jacket which I can’t take off,
I see kids playing in the ground,
I see people traveling in the train,
Please, I will result in huge sounds,
Pull down that chain.

I was a poor man whole my life,
But now I will be rich, or at least my wife,
I have been hired in an army, I am a soldier,
I am huge now, with responsibility on my shoulder,
My first stint is now, I know its my last too,
No I am not afraid, its because I know what I am upto,

I don’t want to do this, I know its not right,
But some rules say “right side is the wrong side”,
So, we choose left to avoid collision,
To my right is collision, to my left is explosion.
Let it be, if you can close your eyes,
I can act being wise.

No one knows about my locked jacket,
No one knows I have trigger in my pocket,
I have just kissed my son goodbye,
Who kept holding my finger, as if giving it a try,
Perhaps with money truth will not stay longer,
Perhaps my son will never know his father was a suicide bomber,
What do I do, I am unable to defend the attacker,
I am nothing, just a “lighter holding cracker”