Long Live Revolution

 

I often wonder what can make a human to go on an un-ending hunger strike
They must simply be lunatics
Looking at those men, I soon corrected myself
That hunger for freedom and for equality
Is much more difficult to remove than the hunger for bread.
When a rich man’s shampoo has more fruits
than a poor man’s plate
a revolution is un-deniable

The man who goes on a hunger strike has a soul
He is moved by the soul
And moved by the justice of his cause
The cause he can live and die for
His spirit has wings and is audacious
And there is no weapon more powerful on this earth
Than a human spirit on fire

That hunger strike that broke many men amongst the men
I saw a man starve to death in front of my eyes
It was a sight to scare the bravest of braves
But no men cried
Real men of character stand by their conviction
Even to the very death
One physical body left
But the moral courage entered the blood of the remaining
I was there I was awake

I saw their dried and swollen eyes
I saw the drought-ridden throats
I saw butchered bodies and blood clots
I saw the speechless rage
I saw the tired but fierce eyes
I smelled the air of sweat, blood and rebel
I was there I was awake

Courage I learned is not the absence of fear
I saw these men feeling afraid
I saw them conquer fear
I saw them triumph over it
I was there I was awake

I saw the cry and the agony
I saw those battered backs on the ice slabs
I saw the rebellion becoming strong with every single hit
I saw every single day of those cunning 116 days of hunger strike
I heard ‘Mera rang de basanti chola, maiye rang de (Colour my cloak saffron, o motherland) like a chant
I was there I was awake

I saw raging wolves and their ugliness
I saw every savage attempt to break these men
To stop their hunger strike
I saw an establishment’s ego on its knees
I witnessed the un-broken human spirit
I heard ‘Inquilab zindabad’ (long live the revolution)

I wondered again what could make these men go through such atrocities, unless they are lunatics
What conviction and belief can be stronger?
Than the desire to live
But then lunatics, poets and lovers are something else
They are made of same stuff
To show the world how to live not fearing death
How to give their life smilingly for a free morning
How to embrace death as a poetic expression of life
I saw blood boiling in the men like the ember of freedom
I saw every ounce of blood spent igniting the spirit of revolution

I was there I was awake
I was dying from within
When I saw young ‘Bhagat Singh’

I’m Massih (The Hangman)

(Hanged Bhagat singh, Sukhdev & Rajguru on 23rd March 1931, Lahore Central jail)

P.s: We give too much Importance to birth, which should be rather shifted to death. An otherwise un-known boy born to un-known partners, but when and the way he died, every mother wants their child to be like him.

Bhagat Singh an idol, is now only reduced to just a symbol on a t-shirt, nothing more. May be he deserves more? at least a symbol of a learned spirit, an intellect who could challenge the status quo on the merits of conviction, knowledge and power of argument.

Merciless criticism and Independent thinking are two pillars of any revolutionary thinking

A CONCEPT CALLED GOD

I always wondered, why would a believer turn into a non-believer and take this U turn?
Unless he is absolutely sure, that there is NO hell waiting to take him away to burn

There could be only two possibilities, for this to happen in my mind
Either, he thinks, of him possessing all Godly qualities in his ego blind
Or he takes a step forward to declare himself as a GOD, of this universe combined

But when I deeply thought, I concluded in the true sense of the word
That he is still not completely rejecting, but rather affirming, the presence of this supreme Invisible bird
So to call him theist and not an atheist is not that absurd
To me his basic sense of reasons are confused and blurred
So can I present you with my own rationales, as an option third?
So can I peacefully say, I reject HIS presence, without making it sound like a ‘curse’ word?

‘Do you believe, in a concept called GOD?’
To reject his presence, is against a popular belief and a bit odd

It’s not easy for anyone, to stand on their feet and face the difficulties and wild storm
So may be depending on this ‘concept called God’ becomes our most convenient painkiller balm
For someone who can challenge and revolt against a popular belief and still not feel weak
This breed of convictions is museum’s material, because it’s very rare and antique

I think that any man, who has some reasoning power
Would always question the Invisible tower
He always tries to understand the life and people around him, without blindly accepting and blinking
Merciless criticism and Independent thinking are two pillars of any revolutionary thinking
I can’t claim these thoughts are completely my own
But these are collective conscious I acquired after learning; reading and now I represent their clone

Our forefathers because of lack of truth and short of reasons, evolved some kind of faith in thing called ‘Supreme being’
Everyone tried to solve the mysteries of life, with their own vision and foreseeing
To back this logic, thus came different religions for your and my well-being
Every religion claims they are true and most liberating and freeing
And we accepted them without reason to question them or disagreeing

If one is led to believe in, after rigorous reasoning of this GOD’s concept or theory
His convictions and beliefs should be deeply appreciated by gifting him with red cherry
For even if his reasons are flawed and controversial like an intention of a butcher’s knife
Chances are he may be corrected someday, because reasons are guiding principles of his life

But if he is actually there, then I only have just few questions to ask
Why is Mr. Almighty still wearing an invisible mask?

What’s the real reason for him to create this earth or universe please let me know?
If he has all the powers to change things, then what pleasure he is getting watching this merciless show?
The world is full of woe, and grief and countless miseries
Is HE enjoying by putting the salt on the injuries?

How would you defend your Omnipresent, and this heaven’s immigrant?
For HE is not less than ‘Genghis Khan’, the mighty, the brilliant
Who in our recorded history, is termed as the most gruesome militant
For his ego and pleasure he killed thousands of innocent
Then how is our Mr. Heaven’s Vincent?
Different than him, who too is enjoying his morbid pleasures by playing his evil instrument?

You will say, that it is to reward the sufferer and punish the evildoer in the hereafter.
Well, well,
How far will you justify a man who first inflicts injuries on your body and then applies soft and soothing laughter?

SO would you also justify the supporters and organizers of Gladiator bouts?
Who use to throw men before half starved lions, to be peeled like a grain’s sprout
Because they too later cared and looked after Gladiators very well
Those who managed to somehow escape that staged death’s smell

So to believe in concept called God, is that not our guilty pleasure?
Think about this when you are at your leisure
Is this not to cover our weaknesses and use it as our defensive measure?
Cos philosophies only come, when we have emptied our reasoning treasure

P.S: Thank GOD for giving me the courage to write this without offending you… I hope no offence taken? Please confirm.

GOD BLESS US ALL!

@Created & Authored by: Anup D.

REVOLUTION – Is Liberation

P.S : Che Guevara (Most famous revolutionary)

@Created by – Anup D