CHIMERA......
Sunday, November 20, 2011
The Enlightened One
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Khoon Chala.....

Sunday, March 13, 2011
BE "SANE"
Then they came for the Jews & I didn’t speak up because I wasn’t a Jew, Then they came for the Catholics & I didn’t speak up because I was a Protestant, Then they came for me & by that time there was nobody left to speak up”
The trajectory of Dr.Binayak Sen’s life sojourns you through the hallowed boulevards of a medical college, fora felicitating him with awards of humanitarian excellence & finally halting in a cramped & solitary cell of the Raipur (Chhattisgarh) Central Jail. In May 2007, Dr. Sen was detained for his
An MBBS & MD (Pediatrics) Sen’s incarceration has showcased the trilogical nexus of the Bureaucracies, echelons of Politics & the Executive. His academic acumen provided him with lucrative offers but he never succumbed to such materialistic temptations rather channelized his philanthropy to bolster the underprivileged. The only Asian to receive the prestigious Jonathan Mann Award, plethora of mobile hospital, schools & rural employment schemes were the brainchild of Dr.Sen.It is undoubtedly heart rending to see that a state that has been the very background of Sen’s achievement in the field of Rural Health Care Schemes has hunted him down with its draconian laws.
But what made Binayak Sen the “marked man” within the Chhattisgarh polity?. Sen is the National Vice-President of the People's Union for Civil Liberties (PUCL) and General Secretary of its Chhattisgarh unit. In this capacity, he helped organize numerous investigations into alleged human rights violations carried out during anti-Naxalite operations. The alleged violations included the murder of unarmed and innocent civilians by the anti-Naxalite movement “Salwa Judum”. Thus, the state governance had its own vendetta to quell Sen’s chutzpah & an unfortunate turn of episodes including fabrication of key evidences & propagating conjectures by the State police was triggered against Sen. Amid such ignominy, there is sea shift in the way the society views such social activists. Nobel Laureates have rallied behind Dr. Sen’s acquittal.”The Argumentative Indian” Dr. Amartya Sen in a letter to the Prime Minister described the jurisdiction as being “unjust”. The Amnesty International & National Human Rights Commission has appealed to the judiciary for a judicial review of the verdict. Spouse Illina Sen says, “There is support both at home & abroad but not in the Chhattisgarh administration."
Even after such a “miscarriage” of justice went unnoticed,Illina Sen still invests her trust in the Indian Judiciary by taking further litigation's to the Supreme Court. In a world were individual eyes stars that glitter & talk glibly, cricketers who can hit the ball hard, integrity, austerity & truth remains endangered”. It is no coincidence that men like Julian Assange, Binayak Sen & many more are facing trials because they mustered the audacity to uphold the baton of truth. A deaf ear to their appeals would churn in sedating societal equity.
Friday, January 7, 2011
LAJJA
The novel encompasses the entire phase of how Bangladesh was conceived & the advent of its religious fanatism. The dark corners of religious dogmas have been widely highlighted throughout Taslima’s writing. She dauntlessly essays a complete list of attacks on the Hindu Temples, large scale confiscation of lands owned by Hindus, molestation of women etc. Certain Muslim association in Bangladesh highlighted such writings as antisocial & “communal”, thus banning the book & issuing a FATWA against Taslima.
A Chinese proverb says “My Religion is Simple,
My Religion is Kindness”. Lajja demands a rationale outlook by every human regardless of caste, creed or religion to outweigh Religion through the basic tenets of Humanism. The Masjid dispute was complimented by genocides of Hindus by Muslims & Muslims by Hindus. What Lajja highlights is amidst an environment of religious extremism have humans relinquished the ability to introspect. Lajja is definitely a must read for everyone who wishes to read about the savage indictment of religious extremism & how to curb man’s inhumanity to man.
Monday, June 28, 2010
Sunday, June 20, 2010
No Country For These Men
The Galaxy of events that surround our countries “7 sisters” along with regions of Chhattisgarh, Jharkhand & Orissa are inceptions towards a civil war wherein the gladiatorial Adivasis take on the constitutional “abiding” Government. Here we have the poorest, most malnourished “people” waging a war against what in our history book was referred as the “people’s rule”. The year has witnessed Naxalism as being the burning topic within the corridors of our Home Minister’s chamber. The sketch up till now puts “our” Government on one side, the Maoists on the other & “our” civil society activists in the middle. With Arundhati Roy advocating for the Maoists on International podiums & Mr.Chidambaram urging the extremists to abjure violence, a healthy bargain seems to be a tough proposition.
Sunday, April 25, 2010
My Guardian Angel
It was my maternal uncle’s phone call who broke the news to my father that my grandmother was dead. The demise of my granny came as a shock for every member of my family, grief stricken faces of everyone around made me recall all the time I had spent with my “Nanni ji”. The ecstasy in her eyes when she opened the doors of her House in Delhi evanesce every iota of fatigue of our journey. My Mother had lost her “guardian angel” & seeing her dissolving in tears made it hard to console her. The series of phone calls & the weeping acoustics that followed made me feel nostalgic. Times of me & granny having hours of conversations flashed in my memory. Till date, I treasure the collections of old & post independence coins which she gifted me.”Nanni ji” used to take joy in showing me black & white photographs of Grandpa & satisfied my inquisitiveness by answering every single question I asked her about the former days. Asking about my mom’s childhood days was the fun part, which gave me enough opportunities to blackmail my mother later at home. My Birthday was never complete till a “Janamdin Mubarak” call came from my Grandma. Spending here life at Delhi she was a witness to the series of changes which took place in the city, the nearby super-market shop owners greeted her & people in the locality seeked her advice & respected the generosity of this old but young at heart lady. She never liked asking for help but was always ready to lend a helping hand to others. An embodiment of a devoted wife, an adorable mother & an affectionate grandmother.
True,the next time I visit my “nanni ji’s” house in Delhi the “ecstasy” which welcomed me would be absent.Agreed that Death might be a reality of Life still Love overpowers it & today as I sit down writing this post I sense the presence of my “guardian angel” waiting for yet another conversation to begin…....