Felicitate

Felicitate

I would like to offer this floral garland to certain people from the society. The ones who according to me, have provided solid reasons to women of all ages so that they can never live fearlessly in society. People who have oppressed and exploited them ever so frequently and the age of the women may be 2 or even 92.
People who are blinded by greed, for power. Claiming falsely about the services they have done and false promises of work they will do if elected during these election times.
Stripping each other in the assemblies and councils for fighting like pigs. I would like to offer this to those whom we have elected.

For the kings of reckless cruelty, who wish to set free the terrorists accountable for the murder of many innocents and even the prime minister. I also offer this to those who ignore their meals in the quest to buy more flats. Also to the reputed builders who are spreading their wings by encouraging this mentality and making things available. My own hometown is still un-touched by development as yet. It is blessed with nature and its beauty. I would like to offer this to the men without integrity who are ripping apart the poor farmers and destroying the lands. For those who tear off the trees in road development but also have the audacity to proclaim go green campaigns from the MP funds or MLA funds.

Alas, I can’t take this floral necklace to anyone of them. I close my eyes, ears and mouth with all my strength. I am offering all my feelings of helplessness some sort of anesthesia. Because as I feel the pain, I am afraid, I will react, but will be unable to save myself from their backlash. So I would like to begin with applauding the impotence within me, which does not allow me to do anything. Ever. Society has kept on covering many things under the labels of ideals and sophistication. In fact society has tremendous curiosity about what lies beneath the veneer of idealism. It is not seen openly by anybody. It is seen in its hidden formats. This reaches everybody completely and also gets passed on generously. Because it is hidden.

It makes me think about Manto’s lines :
हर शहर मे बदररौए और मोररय ा ा ा मोजुद ह ा जो शहर की गंदगी को ब हर ले ज ती ह | हम अगर अपने मरमरी गुस्लख नोंकी ब त कर सकते, अगर हम स बुन और ल वेंडर क जजक्र कर सकते ह ा तो उन मोररय और बदररौओ क जजक्र क्यो नही कर सकते जो अपने स रे बदन क म ल जपती ह |”

Felicitate’