Skip to main content

Time to undRape

The rape of this nation began much before the rape of its citizens. Didn't you see this coming?

Trapped within our selfish community, religious and political moorings, we were mute spectators when the nation was crying hoarse with the unbearable pain of getting split wide.

We refused to see the blood and the tired hustle of a nation trying to stand up as one.
What we felt was only the throbbing libdio led by our self interests - be it reservations, corruption, religious one-upmanship, community pogroms, conversions and political brinkmanship. 

Even when the soul sighed, your voice was muffled by your own communal and political insinuations.

Each time the nation choked with the abuse, you joined the throng and pointed fingers. Even when it bore the mucky ink of the vote that was cast. 

Stop soiling your social media wall with self-righteousness and borrowed sympathy shoved down by propaganda.
Your selective social media outrage is as fake as the one you accuse your prime minister of.

Soon enough, the mud sligning will get over, votes shall be bought and your vacation would be due.

What is Left will be your camera phone and what is Right will be the next meme.

Maybe, next time stand up for the woman next to you and show that you care. Without prejudice. 

Because, in the end what you get will be the mold you cast. Not the one you are pointing at. Even if it's hope.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

It just happens

You are reading this article. That is coincidence. No. This one is not crappy… There is this small theory about life that I have assimilated after a lot of introspection over the past, maybe 5-6 years. I do not know whether I can lay claim to this because I have sometimes seen similarities in what others feel about life. So here goes, I call it the THEORY OF CO-INCIDENCE . To start with, let me present some situations for you… Think of the person who you met last. Or better, one who you spoke to last… Just think back and try to gather when you met him / her for the first time. (to be effective don’t think of your parents or siblings…at least not yet) Could you think back a few minutes before that, and then start constructing a ‘what-if’ situation if in case you haven’t met him/her. If you are going around with someone, can you think of a situation wherein you haven’t met him/her? Can you think of a situation where you missed the train that you actually got into? Ima...

in-dependence

The media deluge on Independence Day was cacophony at its best. There were wishes of India-Pakistan being one, of poll promises and developmental views, about flag hoists, Ottavio Quattrochi finding freedom and people debating how India upholds its democratic traditions and Pakistan does not…and so on. After the din has died down and realization dawns that the next day is a working day, everyone goes to sleep and go about doing what they want to do. I do not know how many view the Independence as another holiday but refuse to accept it. For the media it is about getting content that has ‘jingoism’ written around it in bold. Well to sum up its’ not just about celebrating nationhood and hoisting the national flag on 15th August. It is about ensuring that it remains aflutter rest of the year.

Racism rules

So are we racist or not? Finally I had to bow down to the debate. Despite my best efforts I can’t help being a ‘me-too’. The raging debate over are ‘others’ more racist? Thanks to Shilpa Shetty, Big Brother and of course the media. I think it is really a question of the mind. I am sure all us feel racism…in office for the “not-so-georgraphically” inclined, I’m a Madrasi. At the entrance of a plush hotel, I am scorned at because of my dressing. Hindus abuse Muslims and vice versa…all of us swear at each other at the slightest instigation. (Fair skin vs colored skin debate has given rise to a multi crore industry) So, I think the question is on expressing this racism. My theory is similar to yours. We abuse, reprimand, fight, swear, kill, shout etc. as an act of defiance…an expression of anguish or frustration at being shaken from a comfort zone. An even simpler cause could be someone questioning our thoughts, beliefs etc. All these make us do things that we don’t want...