Living in Terror

Its been one year since 26/11 Mumbai attacks happened. I dedicate this poem to all the people who have suffered unfortunate terrorist attacks around the world. Also, please check Hari's blog post on terrorism http://harishankarumapathy.blogspot.com/ .

26/11 - Living in Terror

A beautiful picture, A happy country

Air of peace, surrounded with harmony

A masked person, A complete stranger

Those scary eyes, depicting danger

A series of bullets, Arms and guns

Neglecting people and their loved ones

Not a single life, they have left

Of Love and compassion, they are bereft

Killing everyone within their sight

Who is responsible for their incite??

Bodies around,A pool of blood

Aimless mission, many innocent dead

Loss of lives,Is it their goal??

Gender,age,religion, they do not console

Their minds, fickle and confused

Brainwashed and completely misused

Nay they have a religion, Nay they have a heart

From humanity, they are completely apart

A wierd species called Terrorist

Why on earth do they even exist???

The Clock Ticking Away....

Life now has a boundary of limitations,

Always under pressure with people's expectations.

Thinking of time before doing something,

Is life all about calculating??

Unable to do what we enjoy,

Joy’s n smiles, it is going to destroy.

The countdown begins; the clock is ticking away,

I will fail forever if I further delay.

I got to run, run swiftly towards my goal,

Even though it does not rejoice my soul!

Time is standing, strong & still,

Completely unconvinced and against my will.

Leaving behind my pastimes n pleasures,

I compete with people for monetary treasures.

Oh! I just want a time rewind,

To relax and enjoy and soothe my mind.

Everyone seems to run in the same direction,

Ignoring others as if there is no connection.

No one cares to hold my hand and take me along,

To walk the path, singing a beautiful song.

I see people running here and there,

Without any glance, without any stare.

People stop by, not to enjoy the roller coaster twists,

But only to glance at the time on their wrists.

Time is the master, and we are all slaves,

Sacrificing the happiness which our mind craves.

I have to surrender to the clocks tick!

Even though I feel weak and sick.

I have to get up now and run a long way,

Else I will fail forever and not see a day!

AIDS - More Myth than Virus

I woke up this morning to get an e-mail announcing the release of the Winter 2009 issue of 'Lyceum'. Lyceum is a literary and fine arts journal published semesterly at the University of Michigan-Dearborn. I was waiting to hear about the winter issue since the past couple of weeks as one of my poems was selected for it. It is the first time that one of my poems has been published in a magazine (I always thought they were worth solely for my blog ;) , so…never tried to get it published!)

This poem was not posted in my blog earlier because it is very close to my heart and only my dear friends had read it! There are wonderful memories of my experiences knitted with this poem. I had written it in December 2006 and it still remains to be one of my favorites! This poem was earlier presented as a poster for the AIDS Luncheon at the University of Michigan – Dearborn held on December 1st, 2008 (World AIDS Day). I am posting this poem so that people who don’t have access to Lyceum can read it and THINK about it!

This poem is dedicated to all my fellow humans around the world afflicted with HIV/AIDS....
KNOW AIDS - NO AIDS

AIDS - More Myth than Virus!!

Listening to them and talking for endless hours
won’t make you deaf and dumb,
It makes them relieved and de-stressed.
Shaking hands with them won’t make you a criminal,
It makes them confident and bold.
Working with them won’t decompose you to extinction,
It makes them independent and self reliant.
Embracing them when they need it won’t make you a sinner and shameful,
It makes them secure and cheerful.
Sharing food and drinks won’t poison your already rotten body,
It makes them a part of us and gives acceptance.

Running your fingers through theirs won’t make you crippled for life,
It fills their soul with vibrant energy.
Living together under one roof won’t make your life hell,
It makes their life worth living.
Offering a shoulder to cry on won’t make your bones lifeless,
It gives them support and strength.
Looking into their eyes flirtatiously won’t make you blind,
It makes them more loving and kind.
Giving them a delicate kiss won’t paralyze your organs,
It makes them special and spirited.

If you disagree to the above,
Beware! You suffer from more deadly diseases.
These actions may not matter to your life,
but it does to their life...
Finally they may have a gruesome death,
Not because of "AIDS"
But because of the incurable diseases infected by you...
Hatred, Stigma, Exploitation, Abuse and Discrimination!

Now, who is infected by worse deadly diseases???

Being an Indian Muslim....

Year 1947 : India gained Independence from the British ending a long colonial rule leading to Partition : Islamic Pakistan and Secular India. Many Muslims migrated to Pakistan and Hindus and Sikhs to India. Over 1 million people died in the chaos and violence killing people irrespective of all religions. Trains filled with dead bodies of Muslims, Hindus and Sikhs reached their ‘promising’ new homeland.

Pakistan was a dream of Quaid-e-Azam Mohammed Ali Jinnah. A land belonging to the muslims as majority where muslims had no threat from other religions in terms of their rights. Muslims left India leaving all their belongings, scared of their future in Hindustan!

Many Muslims preferred to stay back in India because of its secular approach. These Muslims had faith in the government of India and its constituency. India has the third largest Muslim population in the world after Indonesia and Pakistan. 

   62 years later…

Year 2009: I am asked a question “How do you feel about being an Indian Muslim? Are you discriminated? Why did your family not migrate to Pakistan after partition?”

 I knew people across the world especially the Muslim world were curious to know about the state of Indian Muslims. Honestly I never really gave a thought about my muslim identity in India. None of my family members migrated to Pakistan and we have all lived peacefully in India. I have been brought up in a society where we live with people from different religions and cultures and follow our own religion without any intervention.  We have mosques everywhere and we practice our religion in full effect. There was no line drawn between being a 'muslim' and being an 'Indian'! Thanks to the secular and democratic values of India, we have equal rights in all spheres.

There are two things that will always make me proud: My Muslim identity and my Indian identity.

Indian muslims have their own identity in their country. No one in my family including my ancestors ever faced a threat because of our religion. We are adapted and taught to respect each other along with following our own religion and living in harmony. The Islamic culture left by the Muslim rulers has all been preserved. Muslims have held high government positions in India including the President of India.

Every religion has its quota of fanatics and their opinions should not be considered to represent their religion. I acknowledge that there have been communal riots like the Babri Masjid and the Godhra riots. Many innocent muslims have lost their lives in these communal clashes. There has been suffering , not only for muslims but even other religions.  Muslims have suffered in Godhra and Ayodhya, Kashmiri Hindus in Kashmir and so have Dalits and low caste people. We should let bygones be bygones and focus on making India a developed country by ending all kinds of extremism and discrimination. InshAllah….that day is not far off. Politicians play a major role in this apart from the citizens. Indian muslims are strong enough to handle their problems without any external help whenever time arises. We are thankful to Allah that we are able to freely exercise our rights including that of voting and have the power to change the course of the government. May be that is the reason one doesn’t find Muslims fleeing India and turning in as refugees in their neighboring countries. That is secularism in its true sense!

What has happened to Muslims in Pakistan after 60 years of independence ? The politicians in Pakistan have long forgotten Jinnah’s dream vision of an Islamic state providing security, freedom and opportunity to the Muslims. People are fighting amongst themselves based on ethnic groups: the NWFP, Muhajir’s, Sindh, Baluchistan. Are muslims in Pakistan safe? What measures are the government taking to stop these daily terrorist attacks? There are so many innocent people dying because of ethnic clashes and terrorism. Why is it so tough for democracy to prevail? People left everything in India and placed themselves in the hands of the politicians for a bright future. What have these politicians done for their people? Why are they moving away from Islam(for which Pakistan was born) and its teachings? Has the concept of two nation theory failed for Pakistan? A lot of questions run in my mind when I think of Pakistani Muslims. I hope Pakistan develops into a true Islamic State and becomes an example of the peaceful teachings of Islam.

Indian Muslims have achieved a lot since partition and are striving to become better individuals and muslims. Lets take the IT sector, medicine, business and even high government positions, one is sure of finding Muslims! The future surely looks brighter for Indian Muslims!

I would like to end with a few lines from Muhammed Iqbal’s poem:

"Sare Jahan se achcha Hindustan hamara,

 Hum bulbulen hain us ki woh gulsitan hamara.

 Mazhab nahin sikhata apas mein bair rakhna,

 Hindi hain hum, watan hain Hindustan hamara!"

 Better than the entire world, is our Hindustan,

 We are its nightingales, and it (is) our garden abode

 Religion does not teach us to bear ill-will among ourselves

 We are of Hind, our homeland is Hindustan.

 -An Indian Muslim

Reel the Real!

Cinema should sometimes give us an insight into reality, but not always lead us into a dreamy trance. Life is not always as colorful as it seems to be or rather not about rich people living in mansions with happy endings. It is equally about people whose life is an amalgam of varied emotions and harsh realities.
I have always had sincere appreciation and inclination towards reality based cinema compared to mainstream cinema. Cinema should be a medium to showcase talent along with reality about life and society. I do watch mainstream bollywood movies sometimes but reality cinema is something I am inclined towards.
Off late I have been watching a lot of "meaningful Indian cinema"(I prefer calling it this way! ;) ). The enormous talent some artists have is worth applause. Film stars these days are enchanted with the glamour associated with movies and are engrossed in portraying themselves off screen
( interviews and magazines ). Without straight away denying the talented "stars" of today, I would say they lack in the way they showcase it, though I have respect for their immense untapped talent. I would say not all stars are talented artists and not all talented artists would end up as superstars. The big stars today should indulge in reality based movies along with the commercial ones which would give them a chance to showcase their talent and connect with the different masses. Artists like Shabana Azmi, Smita Patil, Tabu, Om Puri, Naseeruddin shah, Amol Palekar, Anant Nag, Kirron Kher etc have powerful acting abilities and have lived upto their roles with naturality. Each reality movie watched has touched me, changed my mindset and helped me in understanding the different people living in our society. I agree, not all movie goers want to be moved or affected by the movie! I end my argument with people who watch movies solely to pass their time or to just chill out at the theatre. Sometimes we ought to face the reality!

Movies like Chandni Bar, Mandi, Arth, Hazaron Khwahishein Aisi, Ankur, Bhumika, 1947 Earth, Bandit Queen, Manthan, Khamosh Pani(Silent Waters), Parzania, Black friday and many more like these have won awards at various International film festivals and also National Film festival. These movies were a hit with film critics because the directors selected sensitive social and political issues and handled it with grace.
Unfortunately, these movies did not do well (say went unnoticed) at the box office. Most of these movies have simple yet deep story lines.

I am completely in awe of Smita Patil after watching few movies made by Shyam Benegal. The dusky beauty has lived up to her powerful roles with perfection. It is sad that she died during child birth at a young age of 31. FYI: Her son Prateek starred in Jaane tu ya jaane na as Genelia's brother. She acted in 70 movies in 14 years of her film career. She could have contributed more to Indian cinema if alive.
Khamosh Pani(Silent Waters) has been a personal favourite of mine. Kirron Kher potrayed the role of a punjabi woman living in Pakistan post Indo-Pak independence. The movie is in punjabi and has been dubbed in more than 10 languages and has won 7 awards at various film festivals.
Another actress who has been in the Indian film industry since the past 4 decades is Shabana Azmi. I have no words for her acting abilities and her selection of art movies.
Even yesteryear commercial actors were brilliant and the movies are still a pleasure to watch( or pass time ;) ).

In the new age cinema, directors like Madhur Bhandarkar have tried new subjects and made movies like Chandni Bar, Traffic Signal and Fashion. I really appreciate his courage to make movies which are deviating from the typical blockbuster's.
Looking forward to watch a lot of meaningful cinema and also some non-meaningful one’s. Talent in any form has to be praised! :)

Back to the Blogger's world~

It feels good to be back to blogging after a long gap(1 year 7 months). I have always wanted to be a part of this enthusiastic blogger's world to discover myself and enhance my interest in writing! I might not be an everyday blogger, but I will write in often. I have no specific plans and expectations from my second phase in blogging and hope the same from you all(expect the unexpected!).

"My blog is a mirror of my thoughts and my beautiful life."

Feel free to comment and criticize whenever you feel like! It gives you a chance to speak your mind too....! :)