They Killed the God

I see the promises,
Promise with lies,
Golden promises where they taught me lessons of freedom,
Freedom to choose my ways,
And then you people left us alone,
To walk in dark shadows of night,
Then what changed over the years?
I see a youth that has no youthful stories,
I see a shattered museum of innocence,
That still stands high on its ways of life,
Beyond the pretension and hypocrisy of societies,
I see you people bend when you demand,
I still see your bend knees,
I see nothing traditional in your ways,
You have a different destination for quick tales of money,
And I have a different one,
I want you all to join the global movement,

I want to see justice,
I want to see the freedom,
 I want to find out some thing good in those traditions and cultures,
And before getting lost in to same world,
I want you all to speak untie,
Speak against the oppression,
And out of these endless meetings for marriage,
I see a question and secret stories behind,
What was the question?
What was the answer?
No body knows, no body wants to reveal,

Out side the temple doors,
You still pray,
You still bow down,
With a lie of truth,
With so many layers of lies,
You still beg for the alms,
You still feed your greedy children,
You stay hungry and foolish as usual,
And your god died inside you,
Your garland of flowers lost the fragrance in front of god,
God does not believe in you any more,
No wise man believes you at all,
So what you all are still waiting for?
Your demands will never die,
Your eyes will see never a truth,
Your ears will heard no truth,
Your heads will bow down every time you will demand,
Your knees will bend every time you will demand,
You are a new era beggars,
Who have choosers!!

And here i will not resign,
I promise my ears will open to heard the truth,
My eyes will be open to see the truth,
I will never bow down with your greed,
And my knees will never bend in front of your nonsense demands.
My garland of flowers will never leave the fragrance in temple idols,
My god will remain inside me,
And yes! My god can digest the truth,
It can reveal the truth,
It will speak against the oppression,
It will speak against every wrong,
Because my god lives not only in the four walls of a temple,
It lives inside me,
That speaks for truth and lie,
That can differentiate between right and wrong,
And above all that never resign in front of nonsense ways,
And there is still a museum of innocence,
That still stands high in front of almighty and its truth

Yes! It is Semi-patriarchy!!

नतमस्तक है उन औरतों को जिन्होंने कच्ची उम्र में शादी की फिर तीन चार बच्चे पैदा किए और कुछ ने तो जब तक किए जब तक लड़का नहीं हो गया। आर्थिक स्थिति ठीक ना होने की वजह से जो बच्चों को पढ़ा नहीं पाई कुछ तो जितना बच्चों की पढ़ाई पर उतना खर्च नहीं कर पाई उतना उनकी शादियों में खर्च किया। इन सबके बावजूद शादी में उन सबका अटूट विश्वास बना रहा और कभी शादी को लेकर कोई नकारात्मक विचार उनके दिमाग में नहीं आया।

बशर्ते कभी कभार स्वतंत्र अविवाहित लड़कियों को देख कर ही एक या 2 मिनट के लिए उन्होंने सोच लिया कि काश हम भी पढ़ते और कुछ कर गुजरते पर फिर भी अपनी शादी में अटूट विश्वास की जड़े उन्होंने कायम रखी और इन सबके बावजूद ना सिर्फ अपनी बल्कि दूसरे की लड़कियों और लड़कों की शादी करवाने का ठेका उन्होंने लिया हर सप्ताह फोन करके खबर लेती रही की बात बनी या नहीं। शाम को गली में टहलते हुए लड़की कि ऊपर से नीचे तक नुमाइश करके उनके स्वर्णिम भविष्य की कल्पना करते हुए उनकी शादी का ख्याल फिर से उनके घर वालों के दिमाग में डाला। उन्होंने ससुराल वालों की तरफ से शारीरिक और मानसिक प्रताड़ना सहन करने के बावजूद शादी में अपना अटूट विश्वास बनाए रखा। और बार बार लड़की और उसके घर वालों को लड़की की उम्र का हिसाब किताब अच्छे से बताती रही उन सब औरतों को शत शत नमन ।

कोई बतलाए जरा क्या खूबसूरत बला है
जहां ना naam अपना है
ना घर अपना
ना अपनी जिंदगी के फैसले
घुंघट में बंद जिंदगी अक्सर दूसरों की घुटन के ख्वाब देखती है
कोई बताए जरा यह क्या खूबसूरत बला है
जहां भूल गई है अस्तित्व अपना!!

Why Marriages are Deals?

Partyasi ( Candidate) ki saalana income six lakh. Are they getting married or contesting election? Buying a Husband/wife and buying a plot/house has been so much similar in India. If some one is talking to a property dealer about plot or some body is talking to a mediator for Rishta, both are quite similar.
MBA guy working in Banglore. Or choice k naam pe " koi bhi chalegi". Entire application form only objectify males and females. Marrying a mediocre male/female and expecting we will produce some Albert Einstein and J.K.Rowling is a failure of these " Rishte Hi Rishte. Rishte yha Milte hai. Ya koi thekedar jo rishte krate hai". Cultured (self define culture that suits them according situation and circumstances) people are on right treck.

GAMOPHOBIA

So this is how a ‘deal’ is locked.

Someone puts the tag of ‘Sold Out’ against a Honda City, while someone gets their ‘purchase’ done on account of golden earrings. Then they only know how they feel comfortable to brandish themselves as ‘civilized’ and belonging to a high profile clan.

I have started feeling a weird sensation of fear while mingling with relatives, my own relatives. Fear of what? Fear of being asked what my age is. And the question being followed by (after some random useless talks) suggestions of possible bride-grooms, in oppa contractor style! This fear has discouraged me to commingle with those suggestive people.  So this is a usual sequence of events- first, looking at my face, they think and predict me to be a college going girl. When they come to know that the truth is otherwise, that I am doing a job since two years, suddenly they get enlightened about the delay in my marriage! How I am running out of my time to get married and how if I cross the ‘time limit’, all the options of ‘for-sale’ grooms will be exhausted! How difficult, eh? The competition is so tough, that the ‘parties’ stand in hunt for the chance to catch a fine product and they should start bargaining. And yes, Bargaining becomes easy, if everyone puts proper tags on themselves.

Now the other part. Before the ‘deal’ is ‘locked’, the girl is scanned in a way as the groom family has to launch a new model in the market! The checklist includes perfect height, perfect looks, perfect figure, etc. Eyes should be 6/6. If the girl is ‘through to next level’ before bargaining, it comes with a condition- get the Lasic LASER surgery done. The idea is that everything must be done on the expenses of the bridal family. And why not? The groom is for-sale anyways. After all parents have the dreams of fulfilling the wishlist- sofa set, chairs, washing machine, TV of latest model etc., which could not be materialized , the daughter-in-law should bring them with her. If that happens, how well! Talk not of the car. That’s to be brought by the coming lady, of course, isn’t it? That’s unwritten constitution. “A 4-wheeler is our right, folks”. “After all the groom is in such a nice job”. “A high profile job comes with negotiations according to status”. “Car to banti hai ji”.


And how genteel! So much of it that they feel shy in asking for it direct however they attach a price tag with the bride-groom. Without asking for it. Quote unquote. “Please see to it”, “Do what you can afford”. ‘What you can afford’ means 3-4 Lakhs in cash, a car, branded clothes, golden jewelleries etc., so much and so forth, that too for the groom, his family, his relatives…..
The buck doesn’t stop here. All these listings are the premiums in instalments! “After the wedding, we will be mingling frequently”, “you can settle the remaining in instalments too”.

The negotiations, the bargaining, the price tagging and the reverse-tagging, the instalments and whatnot. “Shadi kar rahe hain, koi aur rishta thodi” (“We are accomplishing the wedding after all, nothing short of it, no ordinary relations”)

The deal has to be locked.

FREEDOM THAT LIBERATE SOULS!

Freedom is being free from the clutches of society's notions of right and wrong,
Freedom is being free from Government's Red Tapism concept,
Freedom is being free from VIP and Laal Baati culture,
Freedom is equality when every one waits in a queue for his/her turn, no matter who is in line,
Freedom is getting your rights with out recommendation,
Freedom is getting your BPL card, Ration Card, Domicile, Passport with out giving bribe, 
Freedom is getting a job with out bribes,
Freedom is no exploitation by a senior officer,
Freedom is when a Neta respects your designation and lets you work according to proper norms,
Freedom is when an Honest Government employee rewarded not with transfer,
Freedom is when public do not need to tell a party worker for their work done,
Freedom is education for all,
Freedom is when a labour Officer works honestly to book the culprit of Child labour,
Freedom is to be free from Baabus of India,
Freedom is to be free from ignorance of Media pressitutes,
Freedom is a choice and making our own way,
Freedom is liberty!!
Freedom is not what they tell you from a Podium on a special day where every one bound to stand and compelled to applause for President/Prime Minister/CM/Cabinet Minister speech because they work under them. Freedom is not false promises to some one, speaking for hours and brag about false achievements of Sarkars.
Do not live with illusion for one day. To be frank no body even like to take a Flag from Child Labour on Foothpath 16th August.
For a country like us, laden with so many expectations and such a large burden of its own weight, there are many things we have to secure freedom from. 
Happy Independence Day India

PATRIARCHY OR SEMI-PATRIARCHY!!

How boy wala dare to decide if their Bahu should work or not? I want to know what made them think like they are god/goddess and have right to decide some one's fate? And why girls say yes to these patriarchal losers? I really want to understand what is this typical marriage deal? Girls'side give a lot financially to the boy and boy wala says we are against dowry. What is the definition of dowry then? I mean you get jewellery, cash, car, motorbike, laptop, refrigerator, Television, gold etc etc still boy family say we are again dowry. I think we girls do not respect ourselves enough that is why this patriarchy and semi patriarchy is taking us for granted. I personally want to slap hard to all who do not respect the independence of their going to be bride, who asks them not to have dreams, who mentally and physically torture their wives
I also pity the females who marry some one because of his property. There is no point to marry losers. It is better to stay single whole life than to marrying a wrong person with patriarchal blood. If they want a puppet they must marry a puppet or an illiterate who does not point a finger and use logic on their nonsense conversations. I have seen people who want to dominate the girl in every possible way. They decide all personal choices of their Bahu, they want her to wear make up, act like a puppet with every thing yes. Then they want financial control on her. In a way they always search a women who is on a lower post than their son. It is also a way to control her. A boy can be six-seven year older than the girl but their typical mindset do not want to marry a girl who is even one year elder than the boy. And then they say marriage is a holy ritual. Haha. It is more a well-planned deal from every angle where they marry a stranger and expect the baby within one year of marriage. How ridiculous can it be?

AND SYSTEM KILLED A MARATHON BOY

Can not stop sharing this. He was sold by his mother to a traveling salesman for ₹800 in 2004, rescued by Biranchi Das, a local judo- coach and orphanage operator. Biranchi paid back the salesman the Rs. 800. Budhia came to live with Biranchi Das. And when Birachi Das adopted Budhiya legally Budhiya's mother got no issues. But after her child's success biological mother claimed on the child. Budhiya's mother made him a mediocre kid. She was even brainwashed for money. Greedy!!

  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QevM7Ekdefs

So-called pseudo-journalists, Human-Right Activists, Child Welfare Committee of Oddissa, State Government, Bureaucrats said it is illegal and exploitation of the child if he runs. Budhiya was prisoned in his own house after he was separated from his coach Birachi Das. Later, Birachi Das was brutally murdered by Gangster who had almost 70 murdered cases against him.

See the tragedy of our system that spares a murderer but objects when a poor boy from slum bloom like an extra ordinary talent. Our system even accused the man ( Birachi Das) who recognize the talent. It is a collective shame on all of us. Politicians played politics, media entertain news, Human Right Activists never visit him again, System spared a murderer but could not spare a coach that rescued a child and made him known internationally in Limca Book of Records.

See the burden of our system. I do not find it is a system at all. Administration/ political/ Social system never ruin its people but ours do. He could be something but he ended up being nothing. It is pathetic to know that he even loses school races now. Look at his coach now, everyone can get an idea why he loses even school race?