My Name Is Kaan
When Mumbai is held hostage by some local thugs, when an omnipotent state goes impotent and leads a vegetative existence, when the chief minister
of a state pleads helplessness, when one of the enterprising communities of Maharashtra gets all kinds of bad names because of the cowardly acts by a few self-appointed custodian of the Marathi rights, I just hear a few murmours of protest and discontentment.
I can’t see nor can I speak. I am India, a nuclear power country...and we are Indians.
When a city becomes cold to the plight of millions of homeless and see them die in bitter winter chill, when a Muslim’s loyalty is questioned time and again, when he is presumed to be a terrorist and he has to prove beyond reasonable doubt that he is not, when a person with long beard is usually, if not always, looked upon with suspicion, when injustice is done to Jessicas, Priyadarshinis & Ruchikas, I just hear a few murmours of protest and discontentment.
I can’t see nor can I speak. I am India, a nuclear power country...and we are Indians.
When the might of a state (military and police forces) takes on the Naxalites (poor in terms of resources and perhaps ideas, but full of good intentions), when a person born in an independent country is not free to choose his vocation, religion or place of residence, when hard-earned money of millions are treated as common wealth and wasted to host Games, I just hear a few murmours of protest and discontentment.
I can’t see nor can I speak. I am India, a nuclear power country...and we are Indians.
I wonder where have all the Candle Night Activists disappeared? I wonder why the majority of Marathis (in whose name the goons are creating havoc and who don‘t subscribe to the politics of Sena and MNS) are silent? I wonder why Rahul Gandhi (future PM) goes on a whirlwind trip of Mumbai but doesn’t get cracking with the law and order enforcement in the city? I wonder why has Maharashtra CM not resigned on moral grounds? (Remember moral science? It was taught in schools.) I wonder if I have the moral right to ask for his resignation?
I can’t see nor can I speak. I am India, a nuclear power country...and we are Indians.
Monday, February 15, 2010
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