Control – iron-fisted!
Power – absolute!
Control – iron-fisted!
Power – absolute!
I haven’t yet
stepped out of my pond.
Some day I may.
But the walls they build –
they worry me.
What if, when I’m ready
the walls are way too high?
I have never seen them.
Bid good bye
All to the camera,
And for the camera!
The digital brains
Brimming with images, memories;
The real brains and hearts left to starve
Craving images, sounds, feelings, touches-
The neglected, wasted senses.
We are all busy
‘Acting out’ our lives.
Falling in love
Was gravitation responsible
In any way?
It was there all along
Only that they ‘fell’ in it now.
They had been too rigid and smart
To ‘fall’ into that humble, heavenly pit.
Now, being more flexible,
The pit can hold them.
They have mellowed
So what about their form,
For the time being
They are two jolly good fellows.
That’s all they know,
All they need!
I am obsessed with honesty –
Excuse me if I sound
It’s a wretched addiction,
An unfair expectation,
And a crazy passion,
An unrequited act.
Should I be so unrelenting?
Need I go mad
When others swerve?
Deeds of dishonesty
Are often left unfurled
Right on my way,
Just for me to see.
It’s a hoax, I fear.
The bull sees red
And goes hysterical!
Why not put an end
To this cruel game?
Let them do it,
But do me a favour –
Make me blind to it!
Simplicity is not leading a very simple life with bountiful wealth and luxury that one can lay hands on, but building no desire to have surplus resources in spite of living in abject penury situations.
Have few desires.”
― Lao Tzu
The prescriptions by various political, religious and social leaders in the wake of the Delhi incident have enlightened us, unveiling the mindset of the rapists. And this is how one rapist may speak to you.
Dear sisters and virtuous women,
We are writing this for the sake of all women who wish to safeguard their honour, virginity and life.
You know we don’t rape every woman out there.
But before we explain that, you should acquire some insight into the stuff we are made of.
We have strong bodies but our minds are weak and uncontrollable, at times. Of course we are made of sterner stuff. Unfortunately, we lack control over our emotions especially sexual. The moment we set our eyes on the beauty or the contour of a woman we are turned on. So you may be wondering all the women who have been raped were not noted for their beauty. Yes, but we have the power to imagine the beauty even in an ugly one (just like we morph certain pics). Above all, there is no distinction between the pleasures the bodies of the beautiful and ugly ones could offer. So we compromise on external beauty, looks, size, age.
There are a few kinds of women we prefer/choose/must have to rape. It will be beneficial to you so that you can wipe out such traits (1 to 5) from you if you wish to go unharmed and live a peaceful life.
We are sure you would agree that rape is the best solution to tame down women 1 to 5. Acid attack is effective too, but not as ‘good’ as rape. Our goal is to conserve the family and the patriarchal system in our society. If women start raising their voice the society will soon be headed for its extinction. So sisters, understand this and do follow the given instructions:
Remember, you are too weak to save yourself (from us). You are supposed to be under the protection and at the beck and call of your husband, father, brother or son. We will take good care of you if you are willing to limit yourselves within the constraints of your house. Your desires (food, sex, kids, clothes and ornaments) will all be meted out. Never interfere in our affairs or question our deeds. Never ever demand a trip to the dirty world outside where we will be busy teaching those immoral ones some valuable lessons.
Note: In spite of all these precautions if someone assaults you, chant this mantra: Brother, please let me go. He will immediately melt (thinking of his sister) and comply with your request.
(Why do we feel WE are always right? So who are the THEY, who are never right?)
My Country (right or wrong) is always the greatest!
Beyond the borders you keep on conspiring.
My Religion is frequently targeted
You try to affront us with blasphemies.
My Family has inherited all values and knowledge
While you people are unrefined, sticks-in-the-mud.
My Gender (esp. in certain roles) is often ‘manhandled’
You insolently join hands with the offenders.
My own Self is the paradigm of all virtues (incarnated so far)
While you are the embodiment of all evils (fresh from hell)!
See! In the end I am all alone, to run the gauntlet,
The malicious Society constantly picking at me.
Ironically, my country, my religion, my family, my gender –
Nothing ever sticks up for me.
Where do I belong to?
Excuse me! This monotony is sickening,
……. change sides, for a
better different view?