Another weekend, another bomb blast. Another field day for the umpteen news channel which have mushroomed like anything showing same pictures of blood and death. Another day when people in far off places pray to god that their loved ones are not among those 20 odd unlucky souls which were unfortunate enough to venture out on those bloody streets. Another day of jammed phone line, compensation to the dead, plea for maintaining peace and communal harmony, hard talk against terrorism, email from some psycho group challenging the government etc. etc.
But what next, what will happen tomorrow. Nothing. People will go on with their life as before, may be a little bit afraid for a couple of day, but soon everything will fall into place – they’ll forget a blast happened at that very same place. Some people will praise the spirit of the city, the people and appreciate how they maintained peace, how they started with their lives again – people will be happy again with the brotherhood displayed – until that group decides to blow the lid off, once again.
Two years, four blasts – 200 odd deaths. I have an offer for this IM – select 500 of us randomly or in any particular way you want, kill us – but then don’t blow off another one for next two years. Again select 500 people after two years (and probably this time you can give concession to those families whose members you killed last time) and remain silent for that period. Won’t it be great – you won’t have to worry too much about planning and execution neither do our police and government need to worry about catching you and maintaining peace. They can simply record their statements and play them every two years. A win-win situation for all.
एक हज़ार साल की गुलामी ने ऐसा क्या कर दिया
रगों में बहते खून को पानी मे बदल दिया
दो वक़्त की रोटी ने इतना परेशान कर दिया
यह धमाके भी जीवन का ही हिस्सा लगने लगा
I just want to write so much but alas… have better stuff to do than bitching about bombs, blasts and bomb blasts!!! Probably I’ll wait for another blast to write more – hopefully it’ll be soon.
But what next, what will happen tomorrow. Nothing. People will go on with their life as before, may be a little bit afraid for a couple of day, but soon everything will fall into place – they’ll forget a blast happened at that very same place. Some people will praise the spirit of the city, the people and appreciate how they maintained peace, how they started with their lives again – people will be happy again with the brotherhood displayed – until that group decides to blow the lid off, once again.
Two years, four blasts – 200 odd deaths. I have an offer for this IM – select 500 of us randomly or in any particular way you want, kill us – but then don’t blow off another one for next two years. Again select 500 people after two years (and probably this time you can give concession to those families whose members you killed last time) and remain silent for that period. Won’t it be great – you won’t have to worry too much about planning and execution neither do our police and government need to worry about catching you and maintaining peace. They can simply record their statements and play them every two years. A win-win situation for all.
एक हज़ार साल की गुलामी ने ऐसा क्या कर दिया
रगों में बहते खून को पानी मे बदल दिया
दो वक़्त की रोटी ने इतना परेशान कर दिया
यह धमाके भी जीवन का ही हिस्सा लगने लगा
I just want to write so much but alas… have better stuff to do than bitching about bombs, blasts and bomb blasts!!! Probably I’ll wait for another blast to write more – hopefully it’ll be soon.
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