Friday, March 5, 2010

cherished moments.....

Everyone, throughout our vast stretched multi-lingual, multi-religious, multi-cultured and multi-facet country and even those birds that have made their nests abroad, have different reasons and ways of celebrating the spray of colours festivity..." holi " but for me and my hubby we saw colours get filled in our lives through the magical moments of spurting and spraying of blissful episodes with gulal and coloured water; as we enjoyed this festive mood with our 17 month sunshine “Aryan”....

What is terror?

Sad but true, that we live in a world where people suffer from short term amnesia and the general syndrome of “I don’t really care about whatever is happening around me, till the time it doesn’t affect me”. Man has gradually moved from caves to brick and brack dwellings, from being semi-clad to having Gucci and Dior in their wardrobes, from moving about bare-feet to showcasing high end designer boots. But have their animal instincts changed too?


Every day or the other we hear, read or see....the end of innocence and innocent life!!... What an irony, I find, where in we have pseudo-intellectuals talking about the big bang theory,...talking about how our blue planet habitat came into existence, ...how life started....even to extent that when a fiction flick talks about the world nearing end....we witness an uproar in the intellectual circle with stalwarts from different walks of life defying and postulating the various probabilities of such an occurring at lengths....time and over again!!!.....but seriously let’s really ask our selves...do we really care....care about the end or the start of the world? Do we really care about how has life started...about evolution or its dissolution? Do we really care about life or the living?

OH gosh....my son didn’t get the highest grades this year....oh no my girl didn’t get to play the main lead.....my friend’s got a diamond ring for her anniversary....my hubby’s boss didn’t value the dinner we threw for him and his “wannabe” wife and gave my husband’s so called undeserving colleague the promotion!!...my mum-in-law’s I love my son more syndrome...

Our everyday life is filled with such meaningless....sometimes nasty and rather unnecessary nothings ,which predominate our life and its nuances, to the extent that only when there is some breaking news on the tele or some gory headline making the prime time news ....our heads turn to say.. .” my God, what is happening to our world?”....The hitherto middleclass conscience suddenly wakes up and we find the country taking about candlelight marches and TV channels having an a-list panel do the blame game....

But what is all this drama really for???????????

Sitting at the German-bakery the 20 something college-goers never really thought that this probably was the last time they would ever lead a normal day....or rather live to lead a day!!..I mean, I would have never thought or would have had any of my friends while sipping that amazing raspberry herbal tea...during our Fergusson days! Eyes full of dreams of the unknown but a promise of making it really big into the world...is all that young minds think and dream...not some barbaric group trying to take revenge on innocence in the name of salvation ....and claiming to be God-fearing....planting bombs and launching fidayeen attacks......this never seemed the teen-agenda!!

I remember spending countless evening there with friends talking, laughing...giggling!!!

One noise and everything stopped...the music, the laughter, smiles, and even those promised dreams. What remained were broken chairs, torn apart limbs and hands, burnt and charred bodies and broken silent promises and dreams.

IS THIS THE TRUE COLOUR OF TERROR????



But you know what....this cannot be terror....yes we can coin it to be its manifestation....the real terror lies within, somewhere deep within yourselves...the fear of letting us become puppets in the hands of societal stalwarts and political gurus...the fear of not being able to do anything because the system doesn’t allow the common man to opine!!...the fear that one day we will have to succumb to another such fanatic outburst of some inhuman barbaric group claiming our very own right to existence and life!!....

The true colour of terror remains the fear of living and dying as no one with the incapability to stop or even raise a feeble yet a voice, against this contemporary genocide and continue our days with a bleak and callous feared moment of some hideous infiltrating fundamentalist fanatic...serving death to us on a platter as we go about walking our daily life!