मुकाम तो ज़िन्दगी भर का मसला है..
मगर सुकून तो पल भर का मेहमान है...
कल संवारते संवारते आज निकल गया..
मगर आज को बटोरते बटोरते ज़िन्दगी भी कम पड़ जाएगी..
जो चल रहे है, और जो जल रहे हैं
दोनों ही मंज़िल पाएंगे...
जो देर से आ रहे है, वो निश्चय ही दुरुस्त आएंगे...
April 6,
Khan sheikhun,
Syria..
While the night was dark and quite, disturbed at intervals by the cricket chirps and the winds from the shores where once a mother's babe died. The harbinger was in deep contemplation, anxious and surprised.
The orphans, the newly wed widow, a lone father confined by crippledom, all were in sleep paralysis accompanied by terror like every other night.
And then there was also a nine months old doublets drowned in a eased sleep, obscure of the happenings, obscure of this 'last night'.
Khan Sheikhun was already scarce for myriad reasons and today morning the province was piled up with the deadbodies of beautiful kids who slept their last sleep, accompanied with the living deadbodies of their mothers and the fathers holding them tight to their chest, lost in musings and the unstoppable tears rolling down.
Last night in Syria left me confused and perhaps a bit troubled, though this was not new for me because this is the new 'normal' for me and the thousands of people still living here hoping for a better tomorrow. Each gone day tears us into pieces, a shriek shivers us to the souls , a death makes us cry blood. The taste of twigs and leaves is the only taste we know, the feeling of terror is the only feeling we feel, the colour of blood is the only colour that we see, the cry of people is the only sound we hear. The coldness of deadbodies is the only thing we touch...
This is my life in Syria, this is the life of thousands like me in Syria. We have stopped hoping and still we have a hope for a new dawn , a new beginning.
Hopeful,
A Syrian.
भगत,आज़ाद,नीरजा, वो भी थे एक युवा....
दौर था वो क्रांति का, अहिंसा का, जोश का....
तुझमे गर्म खून अगर , आगे बढ़ लड़ के मर....
मांगने से न मिला कभी किसी को हक़ यहाँ.....
छीनने की चाह ने राख़ को ख़ाक किया.....
तू ज़िंदा है अगर कही जाग तू हक़ कमा....
जाग तू हक़ कमा...
जाग तू हक़ कमा.....
ई गोले पर रहे ख़ातिर दो चीज़ें बहुत ज़्यादा ज़रूरी हैं भैया......
पहला- 'मुंह पे टेप'
और दूसरा - 'मुँह पे टेप'
Did you just hear that?
did you?
or did you?
NO you wont hear anything because we live in a nation where if you speak up, an army of "too much intellectual people" will suddenly wake up to label you as an anti-national, terrorist and will try hardest to shut you up.
You know what, we Indians have taken our daily soaps too much seriously. A platter without 'MASALA' is a waste. None of us likes bread butter anymore and hence we our trying new recipes every now and then. Yes u got it! i am talking about GURMEHAR KAUR, a girl who spoke up for good. Since yesterday i could see facebook and tweeter going gaga over the particular issue. A huge population of intellectuals slammed her for her step and gave lectures on 'freedom of speech and expression.'
i would want to ask those very lecturers, where were your lessons when she was being abused on internet. When our politicians while commenting get to a level that would shame your country globally. Where were your lessons then?? And where were you ??
Well the reaction was not at all surprising. I know it very well that we Indians have no caliber to understand such things.
In past one year, words like sedition,.anti-national, intolerance have became very common and now people seem to enjoy using it , i guess.
There was no.need to pay atrention to Gurmehar but to her words and if you are not a bhakt please also do pay attention to what ABVP did. And FYI , Gurmehar's.video which is getting viral was posted in april 2016. It should have got viral then why now??
