Wednesday, April 6, 2011

A Tattered Man Again……



Ok It’s the Anna Hazare this time, stepping into the wooden sandals of The Mahatma. Coming after what must have been an age now, we at last have a light showing on our way. He is as much silent as Gandhi had been in his age, and as effective… Comparing him to Gandhi at this point of time can be dangerous, as there are still a few who fail to understand his strength. Well, if nothing else, they both have the strength to spue fires against injustice. I salute the spirit of Anna Hazare.

I don't know what I am going to write, but I am surrounded by Anna Hazare fumes, overwhelming me.. And I have to pen down something to share with you....

A man with no possessions at all, living in a temple, a solitary single life, and burdening himself for the good of public good… A selfless saintly affection for everyone he can think of as a sufferer. My words are actually falling short against this larger than life personality…The only thing we can do is, shoulder our own responsibility with him and Jump into the battle of anti-exploitation. There is too much power in this single man with a soul cast of iron.. and stuffed with sensitive heart with a fitting space for everyone in his country…

What I have been wondering as I left my work place was, is it not trivial that we should be so completely engrossed in minting money, and doing superfluous things which are going to do no good to humanity? Concerned about the appraisal much more than where we are being driven. It is more like people fighting for the last munches on a ship with its deck on fire. I really can’t see sanity in being circumscribed to the desk. I have been living a common life very religiously for past 1.5 years now. But my heart still sails off to find a better destination for my free spirit. Doing something outrageous to incite a thrill in my soul as much as in my body.

And what I am sure of is that with one call from this one entity, there will be unanimous echoes from my friends, not only in Delhi, but living all across India. I am sure of freaking in any peril that comes my way from the rotten politicians, their fetid rules, perfidious statements and attitudes which assault you with their stench.

Youth is verily enough to destroy him/her self to a whim. And if Hazare was actually to beckon us for action, it was to be our fate. We all would smilingly die a thousand times for this fatal attraction.

6 comments:

  1. Salute to his majestic power..

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  2. This man is really outshining the crowd and actually I have no words to describe him as an individual. If i can show him my gratitude in anyway i would love to do that......

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  3. :) im sure it is just this dedication that he wants......

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