Communal Wrong

We Indians always boast about the religions, regions, cultures and traditions which are there in the country. But are we actually proud of them?

Religions are many, but the unity among each other is very mini. Hindus, people who worship more than 20 million gods n goddesses, Muslim, they worship one. Hindus worship the statues, the stones, the portraits whereas Muslim just worship Quran. There is no physical reason of worship for them. Both the religions are so different from each other but still they're fighting to prove who is above whom. No religion is big or small, no religion is high or low, there is only one thing which matter and that is Belief.

Why we find reasons to fight? Why people here spend their entire lives in proving who is wrong and who is right? The so call Pandits and the Maulwis are no less, they don't believe in peace because they themselves are not peaceful. The so call spiritual gurus are just there to play with the souls of the common man who believe in them blindly.

I don't think that here people need any reason for retaliations, to fight or to shout as they believe in following blindly. It doesn't matter to them to know the reason for the same, they act and do what they have been asked to do. An injured body of Muslim found outside the Temple is enough to spark the agitation. No-one is interested in getting into the root cause as they have already accused the Pandit of the Temple for the same. But now my question is what if the members of his own community are behind this. Why we have to give it the face of communalism?

Lines I wrote few years back,

Naa jaane is desh mein itni ladayi kyun hai...?

Naa jaane is desh ke logon mein itni hinsa kyun hai...?

Yun to kahete hain ki hum us desh ke waasi hain jahan ganga behati hai...

Par ab ganga ke saath saath kai khun ki nadiya bhi behati hain...

Kahene ko apna desh saath saal pahele azaad ho gaya...

Lekin bhaichaara or apnapan na jaane kahan kho gaya...?

Ladte hain mandir, masjid or mazhab ke naam par...

Kaun jaane diwali ali or ramzaan tika hai ram par...

Different faces of LiFe ...

Can you see the smile on that face or all you can witness is the tears in the eyes?

Is the blind man who is begging on the street is meant to cry for life, where are the helping hands?

The people who can are not doing it and those who can't just express their feelings.

We say the show must go on, but can it go on without the casts?

People here hear, react and forget, why can't they act upon it. Why they are running from the situation?

I know nothing is there in the hands of Humans, but the world needs your empty hands to lift, guide and help them and nothing else.

You've lost the person, he is not going to come back so does it mean you've lost all the memories of his.

Are we aware of the importance of the existence of our people or we just take them for granted?

The man on the street with sticks as his feet, is this justifiable?

The story of all the individuals are different, can't we just read and learn from it.

Time is the healer, well in my eyes it is also a big dealer.

Different faces of LIFE is hard to accept, we just can't smile in every situation. Sometimes we need to remain silent and feel.

Ekla Chalo Re ...

If they answer not to thy call walk alone,

If they are afraid and cower mutely facing the wall,

O thou unlucky one,

open thy mind and speak out alone.

If they turn away, and desert you when crossing the wilderness,

O thou unlucky one,

trample the thorns under thy tread,

and along the blood-lined track travel alone.

If they do not hold up the light when the night is troubled with storm,

O thou unlucky one,

with the thunder flame of pain ignite thy own heart

and let it burn alone.