Well may you ask why I absented myself for such a long time. That is the truble with me, I am never regular at anything unless rules and regulations accompany it and even then I find my way around these things.
Sharing my thoughts is something I always do, however, writing them down does not seem to be as much fun as reveling in them in my private domain - my thoughts. :)
What have I been upto? Not much. Will I get back to the story of Untouchables? Likely. Now? No. Soon? We will see.
I have an offering here though. A poem. After so many prosaic pieces in prose one boring offering in rhyme.
Here goes:
If I can't be free
In my very own country;
I will free my mind
And soar in the skies high,
And with my intellect will unbind
The shackles that freeze my land in retro time.
My land burns, my people suffer
But with (c)ru(e)lers I cannot my opinions differ.
At every point I've to justify my rationality
I've to prove my patriotism while arguing for a different, improved nationality.
The media - channels and papers - never let up.
In their quest to get one up
I am a source
For them to improve their TRP force.
I can speak up as long as I do not hurt the 'rationalists'
Or I will be branded 'unpatriotic, worse than those terrorists'.
But I can soar in my mind and heart and I will
I will strive to tolerance in these (c)rulers instill.
I do not expect them to change, for I know I will not myself.
I only wish they would give me the space to be my own opinionated self.
I know i am lucky, luckier than most.
At least of my ability to think thus (freely) I can boast.
In this 61st year of Independence I celebrate
The deep-rooted conviction to liberate - to tolerate.
- Written on 28 August 2008.
(I think the Shabana Azmi controvery finally got to me). :)
Monday, September 08, 2008
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