Monday, February 11, 2013

The memory remains.

Once upon a time. There was an idea of an India. It existed inside not too many heads at that time. For this was a primitive time you see and men were more concerned with staying alive than with building dreams and visions. So the idea of India was a small thing. A fool's dream perhaps, shared by not more than a hundred fools. This was probably the time of Alexander when this ancient land awoke from its slumber.

Then that idea grew and for a time it grew into something stable yet free. A land where culture flourished and thrived and the arts were held divine. A land of opportunity and frontiers. Where we had not yet completely embraced the tyrants within ourselves. When we still strove for balance, inner and outer. And harmony.

Ok, so maybe it only sorta exists in my head.

I still like that idea of India better than what we got to show.

Today there is a lot of rhetoric out there regarding Mister Guru. Regarding his hanging, the way it was all handled and the callous burial after. So lets talk of that first. There are a lot of guys going high five on this piece of news. Which is alright. I guess he was kind of a cunt in that he went to bed with Pakistan. But then he had the right idea when he wanted to clean out the Parliament. Either way, we caught him, he fessed up and then we just let him hang around for a while. And then suddenly out of the blue, surprise no more Guru.

Look at us, arent we the cool dude in the street now. Finally hanging the man we wanted. Woohoo. Yeah, we the big boys now arent we?

No.

Sorry to break the smugbubble but there aint nothing badass about hanging a lone captured man. You are ending his suffering for the apparent joy of making him live a few final moments in terror. Not much of a trade off if you ask me. And going by some accounts the man was actually had peace in his final moments...so yeah...so much for that little satisfaction.

And the way they went about it. Dont know about the rest of you, but it kinda leaves a bad taste in my mouth. We shouldn't be forgetting a few facts. Afzal Guru was an Indian, one must never forget this. This was a man who was willing to die for what he believed in. And he was every bit of an Indian as you and me. This is what this country does to its own. But more importantly his surviving family are still Indian. The people around them supporting them are all Indians. So if we truly are to believe in the concept of an India, then the Government, Yes, our great benevolent incompetent overlords...have actually got the toughest task on their hands. Which is to make Afzal Guru's surviving family believe in this Nation. To have them embrace the idea of this country and not follow in the wake of their patriarch.

Did I say hard? I meant impossible.

And how have our mighty leaders handled this? Well they started by not telling a man's wife when her husband was hanged. And they topped it off by burying his remains in his cell instead of handing them over to his family. Wow. Way to go Congress. You guys are just exuding class these days.

Pat yourself on the back for another bloodline turned forever in the service of destroying this nation.

Sometimes the illogic that governs them baffles me and other times it only amuses me. This is one of those times. But what is truly concerning is our own reaction this series of interesting events. Celebrations outside the Valley and a curfew inside. Talk about a paradox. Kashmiris are quite pissed, which I understand. Being the tribal loudmouths they are one expects them to shout loud when one of the clan is dead. But what I dont get is why the hell are the rest of us celebrating? What exactly are we celebrating? The death of one man? Against the death of what thousands of army men who die every year trying to keep Kashmir free of Pakistani influence? The death of one lone captured soul who confessed as opposed to the mastermind of terror we escorted home when they hijacked our lives? have we all gone mad? Have we all forgotten everything so damn soon.

Are we celebrating our defeats now? Have we truly fallen so low...

It would seem we have. 

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