Monday, November 23, 2009

Man-Woman Dialectics and Winter

Winter first. Global warming has robbed us off the chill of winter here in the tropics...The smell and memory of winter are 10, Paribagh and songs of Mehedi Hassan...films like Silsila, Lamhe, Ashiqi and much later, 1947 Earth...it's a nostalgic concoction to which later concoctions have tried hard to sink in only to be immiscible...oh i forgot to mention 1971 spirit, Kajal mama, my parents, a houseful of student activists, left-wing politicians of Dhaka, Masud Rana, bhapa pittha, Memory bakery pastry and love...

"dil-e-nadaan tujhe hua kya hai/akhir iss dard ke dawa kya hai..." - Ghalib

"....hum hain mushtaq , aur woh bezar/iya elahi iye majrah kya hai"

woman proposes, man disposes...man proposes, woman composes...disagree, disagree! help yourself. Who said I am preaching here man-woman dialectics? Who's saying that I have the answers? It's not my job. Ghalib, Neruda, the like and the unlike have done their job well. Am only stuck in the negation of man by negation of woman and vice versa. I don't understand it one bit. So shouldn't you...

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Read At Your Own Risk

KOLI YUG....ghor Koli Yug...am sure of it! Something is going to happen, like some Nuclear War...or something thousand times more hideous than that! Or maybe a stagnancy will occur that would make people be like that Farmer guy from SIN CITY...

trust, simplicity, honesty, warmth, everything is dwindling away...KHOY KHALI KHOY...Changes are also bad, nobody seems to agree on that....everyone jives in, CHANGE CHANGE CHANGE!!! Does it really change???? Does anything REALLY change? Whose intentions are what, you never know...I feel dizzy in this flimsy warp of a city...

I am sick of everything being connotated to sexual pleasures, physicality blah blah...I like to call it Seification, just like reification...Everything arty and crazy and free and open invariably has to have some seified concept or the other, according to intellectuals and big people!!! As if salvation lies in polygamy, and how creatively u can lie....I heard somewhere " A hypocrite is one who starts believing in it"...or something like that, I dont remember the exact words, but i can remember the essence...why is it important to lie creatively? WHY???? Just, WHY?

Why should I live in a world where i have to constantly doubt the intentions of every and anyone brushing past by in life???? Why do I have to live in a world where people laugh at others' miseries??? Worse still, why do people spend their time spontaneously or strenuously to make others feel miserable? Why is it important to save your brain from diseased teachings? Why is everybody looking for profit??? Why can't we all seek peace instead of pleasure???

Hedonism, I abhor...The answer is not blowing in the wind...the answer surely lies in chequebooks and credit cards...just like "Workers of the world unite! You have nothing to lose except your ROLEX WATCHES"!!!

Competition is like a plague...standing like a giant Nosferatu...I can never get myself to feel the pangs of competition...yes I have mourned for not achieving something, especially when things dont turn out as expected...but that's a human condition....and that's not the point really...I can fill a page advising on doing this and that to eradicate problems, obliterate the foes and turn forlorn lores into chores, but I shall refrain...cos am myself in this "TOTAL PERSPECTIVE VORTEX"

There have been too many conflicting deeds done and with all the hatred in this world, it's impossible to pull us all out of this viscous circle...even Hope seems like a weak advocate...The blind lady with the scales now wears a Rayban sunglass...Life is fun! Fun and interesting and happening, but insensitive, ruthless and cruel too...We should stand in front of mirrors for hours...