The Resisting Voice

The horrific gang rape of a 23 year old para medical student in the national capital on 16th of December 2012 indeed shook the nation. I always used to wonder why revolutions and renaissance were concept of foreign land and not of our own land. Why movements like Arab Spring and Wall Street Occupy took birth in foreign milieu's conscience and not ours'? Why we Indians are so parochial in our views and appeased with our current state of affairs that we don't even reflect what's wrong with the other side of the society. But last year in the chilly cold weather of December , I was proved wrong. Indians proved that revolutions can again emerge on our land also. The mass protests involving thousands of people from all stratas of society standing for a girl whose life was mashed and crushed by some ill minded people made me think that yes, my India is no less active and revolutionary when compared with other nations. The uprising involving slogans for justice, reformations o...

Memories are prints which give not just hints they are like a motion picture ever flowing ever away from departure. They come and haunt us make us desire for a past which no longer can be lived. It is gone into a far away space a space beyond our reach a space much shield. Wish had an erasing system in my brain much like recycle bin in computers all dumped all forgotten never to be looked again never to be sad again. But that's just an imagination out of my empty mind's creation. Now I am locking up my prints in order to move ahead and bring on my face a satisfied grin :):) Happy that past wont come again and that I again won't have to bargain.