I m talkin to you..

I was ,out of the blue ,reminded of the following lines from a song in the movie Pukar (1999).. ujdi hui basti mein ye tadap rahe insaan...nanhe jismo ke tukde liye khadi ek maa..

you were walking on the road, suddenly deafened, blinded, felt as if thousands of small shards of iron have pierced through your body...and seconds later, found yourself lying near a dustbin, you have so many wounds that you lose count of them, you have become numb, lost count of time, lost your speech,wondering whether you are alive or not.. suddenly reminded of your sweetheart who was along with you.. she is nowhere to be seen. With a jolt you try to stand up and look for her, but you have so many bones broken, that you fell down again, this time you manage to make a sound..and all that comes out is a cry.. the paint of sweat, mud and blood is broken by tears streaking down your face .. .. people come rushing..someone lends you his hand..trying badly to recollect all that happened..lost!

You..sitting in the 'safety' of your home..watching the mutilated bodies on your television, expressing mock grief,thinking that it happened to 'them', with a worldview matching that of an ostrich, I am talking to you. You think you can avoid it, that it happened to others and cannot hit you, revelling in your intelligence for keeping safe in your hole.. you don't know? They are coming for you. You might save yourself momentarily..but it wont be for long that this land of your forefathers, and your grandchildren, which you own for the time being, is stained red! You have time, some time, to hit before they do, to be an aggressor before you turn into a prey. Its in your hands! But as far as I see, you do not seem to understand, you sitting in the safety of your home, thinking..

You..king of the rhetorics, champion of the spineless masses..I am talking to you! You convincing those fools successfully that you will bring justice to them, and making merry in the company of borrowed aegis of a few good men, you think you will survive it? You are laughable! You who sees the human through the lens of birth and surnames, think that you have got 'It' when they burn, loot and kill on your whims? You have failed to understand that a bullet is the greatest leveller..it won't ask your surname before piercing through your heart. And that worms infesting your unauspicious tongue, they would not care for your 'stand' for the caste you hollered about.You have time, some time, to stand before they do, to be killed instead for bringing some honor to humanity, to shed your despicable vow to secernate people on the basis of their birth.Its in your hands! But as far as I see, you do not seem to understand, you champion of spineless masses..

Dedicated to Mumbai, Hyderabad, Jaipur,Ahmedabad,Surat,Bangalore, Delhi..