We are going through bad times or may be even worst than
others. Constant checking is being carried out. Check posts have been
put up at every footstep. But does uniform seperate god from man to detain
and spare as pleased, to shoot and worship at ones' whim? If this is freedom,
can someone tell me what bondage is?
'Zone of peace, NEPAL'. When he who quoted this statement was a victim
of an unthinkable homicidal episode, what have i to say? The then king
and some other members of the royal family were assasinated by the then
crown prince along with himself to the files and by he who should not
be named to the commons, like you and me. But the reality is still buried
inside the tomb of selfishness and probably will be so forever. Though
the quote was bruised from the day it ever got its existence, it finally
died with the man himself. What was left of this so called 'zone of peace'
was then rudimented by the likes of 'the haves and the have nots'. One
nation, one tribe, but whose nation? whose tribe? This vexing question
has been enthralling my nutshell for quite sometime now.
We, 'the commons' are just a puppet in the hands of the high command.
We haven't been living. We have been playing to an audience too afraid
to applaude. Who knows whats next. We may be hoisted to play one of their
acts as their scapegoat, a master to enslave the citizen of the lower
caliber. Or our strings may be cut off and then left to suffer for eternity.
We have been living for others and on others. Though unwillingly; we are
the puppet of the government (but it aint gonna last for long, the revolution
is near....stand up people, stand up for your rights) but the most amusing
part is that the 'master ', government is the puppet in the hands of the
foreign governments by will. 'An independent nation, NEPAL', this is just
another pseudonym of a colony shared by the whole world. I have no problem
whatsoever with the government or the authorities. I am just asking for
my rights. Rights that are rightfully mine.
We are constantly asked to lead a regular life without any kind of fear
whatsoever. And when we do lead that so called 'regular life' evrything
we carry and possess are scutinized and checked. Amidst all this unrest
and ordeal a word, 'PRIVACY' tends to loose its authenticity. I don't
want my children being questioned and cross questioned at every step they
take. I want them to lead a free life unlike ours, where one is free politically
but the aesthetic fathom of the word is cosseted for the commons to use.
Havent these 'Power whores' used enough of power politics? this present
see-saw of power hasn't harmed either of the 'Vampire hordes' but has
created a kind of miasmic fear amongst us innocents. Someone plants a
bomb for a lone cause of threatening the powerless hiding behind the empty
citadel, just to show that only they're capable. That very heartless act
kills an innocent child. A child who wanted to enjoy more of this beautiful
world. Then an apology letter is sent to the grief stricken kith and kin.
Why commit such a crime where one has to bury oneself in remorse? Why
commit a sin for nothing?????????
Wake up and smell the coffee, people. It ain't too late yet.
LET THE RIOT BE THE RHYME OF THE UNHEARED.
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