Wednesday, May 24, 2006

Inquilab Zindabad

Many articles and blogs were written by many people on the movie Rang De Basanti. I had thought hard to write something too but it didn’t happen. Then I came across the thoughts behind one of the very popular slogans also shown in the movie – Inquilab Zindabad. One slogan that is said to have redefined the revolutionary movement.
The feelings and the real meanings behind the slogan were explained by Bhagat Singh and B.K Dutt in a letter to an editor.
Inquilab Zindabad is a hindi translation of an original slogan used in Russian Revolution which said – Long Live Revolution. The Revolution here didn’t mean the armed rebellion against the British by the Indians or a similar movement. The revolution signifies a greater and a much deeper meaning in the context.
Revolution magnifies the need for constant changes in the nation, society and basically the lives of WE - The People. The changes are to shatter the moulds we have been cast into – the window which restricts our vision instead of opening up for us to have a go at something different, something new. It is normal human tendency to resist change. It brings along with it some uncomfortable feelings, new challenges, and uncertainties. Confronting a change is itself a test but a greater challenge is to initiate a change. And that is what is known as a Revolution – Inquilab!!
DJ says the same thing in RDB, “zindagi jeene ke 2 hi tareeke hote hain.. ek jo ho rha hai hone do.. ya fer jimmedaari uthao – usse badalne ki” (There are only 2 ways to live – One, Whatever is happening – let it happen. Or take the responsibility to introduce the change)

The definition of revolution will vary from time to time. Place to place. But its soul will remain the same. Fighting for something what you feel is right. And fighting doesn’t mean a physical fight or a violent fight. It may be a long drawn struggle - struggle to achieve what you feel is correct for you. It may not be a struggle for masses. It may be a struggle just for you. It may not concern some national issues; it may be issues at your college, workplace or even home. The basic criterion is a need for change. Changes that you truly believe in, which you know are right, which affect you in a positive way and which will go in improving you and may be many others along with you. If you believe in something deeply, then only you can make your point and convince others of why it is needed, what it will bring about, whom it will be useful to and how it can be brought about.
That will happen when we start to think about the happenings around us – the things that are affecting us or can affect us. Normally we don’t and let the things happen and consciously or unconsciously adjust ourselves.
George Bernard Shaw said, “The Reasonable Man Adapts himself to the world. The Unreasonable man Persists in trying to adapt the world to himself. Therefore all progress depends on the unreasonable man."

I also belong to the category of a normal, unaware human being.. but I have started thinking. Whatever is happening around me – how is it affecting me?
I may not have the confidence of taking the responsibility for that Inquilab today. But I will try. Try not to be just lazy and close my eyes but keeping my senses open to that change and not be afraid for that change.
What will be the change? How will it look like, how will I identify it – I don’t know. But I am sure; it will identify itself if I have a will to accept it.

Friday, May 12, 2006

Treasured Moments

Cricket Ground at Infy covered with a Layer of Ice

At the end of morning cricket session I had rushed for the shower – the heat becoming unbearable. The evening changed everything. The lovely cool breeze arrived, accompanied by its darker side – the dense cover of black clouds.
I was leaving office with Amrut, wanting to reach home and protect my brand new leather shoes. It was not to be. As soon as we left office compounds on his bike the dark rain laden clouds decided to throw their weight around. Slowly and then a full fledged shower – not a normal one mind you. They were big bad sharp drops which hit us in our faces and bodies. But we moved on, openly challenging the rain to hit us.. hit us hard.
We carried on, shouting at the rain.
“Have u seen a Hail storm”, I asked Amrut. “I guess hailstorms don’t happen in South India”.
“No. They Do.”, came the reply
“Its been long since I have seen one”, I mused.
The breeze had now become a full fledged wind and was accomplice to the challenges thrown at me, Amrut and his sweetie – that is his Bike. Of course not to forget my new shoes.
Amrut’s need for a cigarette rose in the excellent atmosphere. As we stopped to buy his King, Amrut shouted, “Abey see this. Olle”.
They were indeed small round ice balls falling from the sky. I coerced him to move on. Bit Hesitant, he agreed. And with those ice balls battering us, we carried on our endeavor.
It didn’t end on reaching home. The moment was to be enjoyed thoroughly.
Standing under the open sky, facing the vast expanse, eyes closed, winged arms, blank mind and the incessant drops of water immersing us within them. Moments such as these are meant to be treasured and they sure were.

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

When Shall I see the Dawn

So many Roads to go on
But the destination eludes..
Which road is correct
‘I don’t know!!’, my mind concludes

Roads and roads , here and there
Some don’t open their gates
Others end in a dark way
It is testing the limits but my mind waits.

More roads I See
I try to take some steps forward
And find pebbles called uncertainty
Cant get thru them if the mind acts coward

A Light shows up somewhere
It urges me to carry on
Yet again another mirage
When shall I see the Dawn?

Thursday, May 04, 2006

Forty Third

As you enter the iron box..
The body knows its going to be long
The body challenges
Carrying the pain, the numbness, the idleness, the constraints
Its long and the body endures

As you enter the iron box..
The heart knows its going to be long
The heart beats
Feeling the time stop, the patience, the impatience, the loneliness
Its long and the heart knows.

As you enter the iron box..
The mind knows its going to be long
The mind wanders
Thinking thru the past, along the present, back from future, Outside, Inside
Its long and the mind waits…..!!!

P.S: This was written in the 43rd hour of a 54 hr journey from banglore to delhi.. hence the name :)