A Quest on Overdrive … :)

An eccentric rambler on life's lessons and mercies, found and lost… :)


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Homeward Bound

Chugging past a distant memory
Of childhood fun and frolic
Playing in puddles, formed of mischief
Hiding under big banana leaves
From prying eyes of grown-ups!

An aeon hence I find that metaphor again
In the splatter of rain on my window
The blurred vision the yellow sign
Beckoning as it used to
Unhesitant in the welcome, in the warmth
That comforts this aching heart.

They said, you can never go home again.
But each raindrop I’ve met, since I left
Had a different story to tell – no, stories…
Of that time, when rain was life,
Before Life came along, and rained responsibilities.

All it takes is this rain splattered window
And that blurred yellow sign
My heart, it sings,
Revels in rain – and I know
I’m home again!

Inspired, entirely by a poem of a picture (as Govind has put it 🙂 ) by Shail Mohan in the way she bent rules while receiving the Inspiring blogger award from  Sumana  (oops sorry Shail and Suranga and Sumana! ) 🙂

19 September, 2012
Online 🙂
(Picture courtesy, Shail Mohan )

Psst… another of Shail’s wonderful photographs found a Haiku here… 🙂 Or rather the Haiku came out of the photograph there… 🙂

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For Martyrdom, Again!

January 30. Martyr’s Day. The day to observe in sombre, peaceful and committed manner our homage to the martyrs to our Nation, who gave their lives for, and protected, its Freedom.

A day that, 61 years ago, shook not just our country, but the world in shudders of grief, at the senseless killing of a great advocate of Non-Violence.

Sixty-one years on, how much further are we?

India blossomed in the newness of her liberty; she floundered, lifted herself, braced herself with her peoples’ bountiful courage and devotion. The common man’s and the respected leaders’.

A green revolution.
A white revolution.
Glasnost, Indian ishtyle.
Economic growth.
Privatization in several spheres.
Loosing the stranglehold in some areas.

But tightening them where there should have been none at all.
For now comes revolutions of other kinds.
The Saffron revolution.
The Neo-talibanization – Indian ishtyle.
Gagging voices, even in blogosphere.
Goonda Raj.
Revering culture, ala Manusmriti brand.

Progress?

Progress. Back to where we came from, when our Freedom was at stake! Only back then we knew who the enemy was, and where. Almost always, on the other side of the border.

Now, it is the face next door, the man/woman, sitting beside you on the bus, the person who passes you by, on the road, a group of inconspicuous youth, engaged in seemingly normal tasks… it could be anyone, around…

And suddenly the wondrous colours of life become just one. The shade of mistrust, of envy, of narrow minded intolerance, of villainy, of fear and anxiety.

Whither to, India?

Each Martyr’s Day, we honour those who have laid their lives down for the motherland.

This Martyr’s Day, shall we have to pledge to walk down that same road, to preserve the Freedom of Equality, of Opportunity, for the Girl Child? For the young Indian woman? For women? For, to re-hash a quote from the memorable George Orwell’s Animal Farm; All men are Equal, but some men are more equal than others! The first paragraph on this site should give you an inkling that Orwell was certainly prophetic!!!

We simply cannot bow down to this oppression. For that is what it is slowly but sure turning out to be. On the one hand, the promotion of benefits and growth of the Girl Child is touted with much fanfare, and on the other there is this dominion over girls who want to be just another normal girl in the twenty-first century!

Let us lower our threshold of tolerance to injustice, and raise our hands and voices against those who are intolerant.

I remembered this old song by Bonnie Tyler, and here is the video. Do modify the lyrics from “He” to “She” 🙂 What the song captures is certainly what we need…A knight in shining armour, :), which finally, has to be us. Each of us!! To slay the Dragons of the Hopeless Kind, retrograde, pervert, and regressive!!!

(Cannot embed the video:( An error message keeps popping up! So here is the link)

http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=7f_HsjpSVaI

Holding out for a hero
She’s got to be strong
And she’s gotta be larger than life!

Can we, this day, become that hero, for our own sakes? For the sake of a progressive nation? For the sake of humanity?

Today is also observed as Peace Day is many places, I do believe. Let us hope that good sense and good will to humanity will once more visit human hearts and the world will live as one!

For Peace!

30 January, 2009