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Thursday, 19 January 2017

A Revolution in the Offing

   I have never been a part of any revolution, not even experienced the emotion behind any. Not even during the protests for the huge scams or the recent monumental mismanagement by the government. Whatever TamilNadu is witnessing for the past 3 days stirred something inside me. I never felt pride for anything. Not even for being born in this most beautiful country or having the mother tongue with a great history. For me Life is an Absurd thing. ABSURD as in Albert Camus novels. Culture was a joke to me and adhering to it is not making sense at all. May be even now I am still the same but a slight pinprick might have happened within and I am writing about that small prick of pain with the blood of pride that oozes out of me.
 
    People always protest for something, be it the governmental policies, the scams, the gruesome anti-national and social issues. But here is a protest that united thousands for saving a cultural thing. No, I haven't seen any Jallikattu game in real at any time and I don't think the tens of thousands of young people protesting day and night for the same have seen it either. But why are they fighting? What made them to throng the streets for the game which they haven't seen? I think I have somehow slightly felt the meaning of the line 'Any real sacrifice is a Mystery' in the Magum Opus Amitav Ghosh's Novel 'The Shadow Lines' by feeling these young protesters pulse. India, being as diverse as all the countries united together, had witnessed mass protests on in-numerous occasions and it had seen many darker times like the Emergency where the freedom of anything is strictly prohibited let alone speech. But this is a situation where a linguistic sect of people or a ethnic group protesting against the country which they are part of.

   The banning of something which was practiced for thousands or hundreds of years would make anyone revolt. And it is a well discussed topic that if something was practiced for centuries doesn't mean it would fit to current society. The same was conveyed by our Honorable Chief Justice last year during a proceeding of the Jallikattu case. The more rational and the so called intelligent people drew parallels for Jallikattu with the rigorous practice of caste system and sati. I don't have anything to even think of those analogies.

   There are many conspiracies around the involvement of foreign hands in banning the sport. I don't know much about that. If it is there or not is a different question that needs to be answered but even if it not there, why the people are not allowed to organize the sport? This is a curious question whose roots are tangled in the debate between the National Allegiance Vs the Cultural following. By making a sect not to follow their culture kills the very idea of India. Since the country is above all doesn't mean that the people will not protest anything against the country.

   How long it will go? What if the Supreme court of India will not allow the sport to be organized? What if Delhi betrays the People of TamilNadu by doing nothing in this matter? What options do the Tamilians have? Some of the media are already making analogy to the Arab Spring. This cultural upheaval is nothing short of that and I believe it is the foundation for something big. What about the student who got severely injured during the protests? What about the people who leaving their jobs aside and participating in this mega protests? For what they are fighting. Is it a freedom struggle? If so, from whom? Isn't their right to do what they want to do? If some one take away that right, then the consequences would be unimaginable. The strangling of a culture would have serious repercussions. Don't ever try to violate the right of what you are? I can't live as a different person but as me. The same applies to a culture. The culture to identify who you are. It can't be rationalized, it can only be felt emotionally. Some times, I would think all our so called developments in politics or science or whatever doesn't make any sense. At deep down, the world is ruled by emotions not logics and that doesn't mean we are illogical.

Let's hope for the best outcome!

அந்த காவிரி தான் பாயல
நம்ம காளையாவது பாயட்டும்!

வாழ்க தமிழ் வளர்க இந்தியா!!!




Sunday, 4 October 2015

The lying Stones

   "What the fuck is this", Yazhini was screaming at her friends while seeing one of the ancient mysteries of the world, the Stonehenge. Her friends also couldn't get the rationale for making this haphazard structure as one of the  greatest civilization remains in the world.

   "This is what they call as one of the 'Prides of England'?, Crazy English People", Yazhini was laughing in a more sarcastic manner. They couldn't simply understand why a million people throng to this site every year. They felt they were duped. They couldn't digest the fact, that some stones which arguably didn't have any structure and have to be considered with an artistic value.

 

   Still the mysteries surrounding the stones are not yet resolved. Some of them are like, how the stones were carried from welsh mountains to the current place and what purpose that ruined structure exactly served. "But, So what? If some thing is unknown, should we have to assume that it is a great thing. That is insane.", Yazhini was arguing with herself. If these 20 to 30 stones structure is considered to be one of the great prides of mankind then the structures in her home country should be considered as the best.
 
   She came from a place of rich ancient culture and in that case, everyone in the world has their own culture and whether the culture is rich or low depends on the man totally who sees them. If the same kind of stones were there in her home country, will it get the same attention as that of now? The answer is fucking No. In her home country also, thousands of stones are there but each with rich artistic value of their own. "Art lies at the hands of the Artist", Yazhini was mumbling through her 2nd round of drinks. "What? What?", her friends asked. "They say that 'Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder' but actually 'We see the art from the eyes of the creator. It is as if we are manipulated by the artist'", Yazhini's eyes were shining  through the bonfire. "Oh! Oh! We have some philosopher ass also here. So Nitya you tell me "If you see the dick of your boyfriend, What do you think?", everyone laughed their hearts out.

      "I feel the English lacks artistic sense and look at the way they market this place around the world. They are the kings in manipulating the minds of the people", Yazhini told in a very languid and sarcastic manner. "Watch out your tongue. You are on the same land", one of her friends spiked the venom in her glass of anger. "So what? Do you think we should accept all the non sense of these so called highly cultured people. You can call me a hypocrite. You know what, if I am a bitch, I will not open my legs for these primitive and retarded people", Yazhini told cheerfully. "And what is that exactly called, Professional ethics", her friends making merry with her and she is also getting into the lighter mood.

   "And Churchill was calling us the primitives. Poor Churchill was not aware of our artistic values. Long live the glory of Churchill and the Crown." And they rise their glasses for the final time of that night and telling cheers "To the Stones".