Thursday, 11 June 2015

Aatmhatya (suicide/ in hindi- killing one's soul)


Woh saal hi aisa tha
sab predictions yehi kehte the 
sookha parega aisa ke ankh 
taras jayegi ansoo ki ek boond ko bhi!
har cheez par ayegi aisi museebat ke
har koi mangega panah!
qudrat jisko hamesha abuse kiya
us ma ki tarah
jisko hamesha gaali di
par jab usne apni rehmat chheni 
tab samajhe
qayamat kisko kehte hain!

aise waqt me rishte kaise phalte?
na barish ki woh mehak
na nami
bas har taraf
thaka dene wali 
ankhen chaundhyane wali dhoop
aisi dhoop to khadi pakki faslon ko bhi sookha deti hai
phir mera rishta to tha bhi aisa nazuk
kya jaana tha ke barish ki boond ke intezar me 
yeh sookh jayega
aur phir khabar wohi ayegi hamare baare me akhbaar me
ke ek kisan ne phir ki aatmhatya!

najaane yeh log isko aatmhatya kyun kehte hain 
hatya to jism ki
karte hain na
aatma to amar hai
na jalti hai
na rukti hai 
na thehri hai 
na dabi hai kahin
noor ki boondo me se ek boond
jo sada behti rehti hai
phir na koi sooraj usko jala paya 
na qudrat khatam kar paayi usko
aur na hi maut!


Saturday, 2 May 2015

dard- 2

Iss dard ka koi naam nahi
iss dard ki koi zaat nahi
iss ka dharam imaan nahi
yeh jab rago me behta hai
dil khoon ke aansoo rota hai
na koi paata hai na khota hai
iss me to koi jeet haar nahi
iss dard ka koi naam nahi

jism ke ek ek reshe se
yeh jaan salab kar leta hai
honto ko chup lagti hai
ankhon me paani deta hai
iss dard ka koi naam nahi

yeh ajab sa ek rishta qayam kar deta hai
 dard dene lene wala
dono ko sooli deta hai
adhi adhoori saanson pe rakhta hai
na jeene deta hai na marne deta hai
iss dard ka koi naam nahi
iss ki to koi zaat nahi
iss ka dharam imaan nahi!!

Thursday, 23 April 2015

Visit to the National Museum


In this semester, I am teaching a course to First Yr.Under-grad students which deals with Ancient/Medieval/ Modern History and Thinkers around that time. I had recently visited National Museum with my cousin from UK (by the way, All Britishers take their Museums and their history very seriously!).  I had heard Neil Mcgregor, Director of British Museum, in a conference on Museums, we had hosted at JNU . The way he narrated the stories around historical artifacts and their politics, was very fascinating! For example- post-Independence there was a fight  over the artifacts as well (among other things) between India and Pakistan. So, to avoid any further conflicts between the two new nations, Britishers kept the precious things in their safe custody! Similarly, Israelians- Palestanians have had issues and Dalai Lama and China have also had arguments over Buddhist artifacts from that region. Thus, British Museum has a great collection of objects from all its colonies, which they have not and Cannot return back, due to present day political climate!

In the same conference, my ex-colleague, Kavita Singh, had talked about how in India museums are treated as 'sacred' spaces, where at some places people are expected to remove shoes, and mostly there is a code of conduct for behavior.

 National Museum , actually a project of the British was later on taken over by Indians under the patriotic nation-building exercise, is a fascinating place!
(You can read more here- http://www.nationalmuseumindia.gov.in/ )

And, if you have a good guide who can explain the different eras, its different objects, their intricacies, etc. the time travel between different periods,it is absolutely brilliant. I loved our guide, Chitra, a passionate, knowledgeable art historian who finished the 90 minute tour in almost two hours, painstakingly explaining everything to the group. So I thought it would be a good idea to take my students there! 

I requested for Chitra again but was turned down by National Museum authorities as they said all guides are well trained and they would not like to encourage favoritism. There was no reason not to trust them! 

We reached for the afternoon walk (which starts at 2.30pm). The tickets were subsidized for students at Rs. 1/- We were all very happy, until we moved to the first era. My group of 18 young restless students, engaged by this young 20 something guy, who was leading them now. I kept myself at the back consciously and occasionally rested at the numerous benches and chairs. It was a tough task to control my unruly crowd. Suddenly, I felt like a sheep-herder trying to control my flock of sheep from moving here and there, touching stuff or taking photos. (You can take photos by paying an extra amount, which we had not paid). Starting with Harappa/ Mohenjodaro, we moved to Gupta/Maurya Age.
 Then I saw some students giggling uncontrollably. The guide sahab was giving the gyaan on Buddha's statues. He was trying to explain the long ears as a sign of divinity (true), and the head showed post-Enlightenment head, an over-flowing brain (SHOCKING!).
  Another student corrected him, when he called Ram's brother Shiva, instead of Lakshman in a painting depicting a scene from Ramayana!

 Students felt there was too much emphasis on Buddha, with a separate hall dedicated to Buddhist Art, which also houses Buddha's relics in a gold and diamond encrusted base (often, you can see Buddhist monks praying/chanting in this section)! Later, I found out that National Museum also gets grant from some South-East Asian countries for their Buddhist treasure!
Personally, I loved the Sun god statue from Konark temple. A unique statue which wears a beautiful smile, along with boots, very unusual.

Girls got all excited when we visited the Jewelry hall. Guide just sat in a corner, and allowed everybody to feast their eyes on marvelous pieces of jewels from different eras.  (Chitra had taken us to every showcase herself, and explained different pieces and their eras, but then she was a woman!)

A couple of students befriended him and found out, that guide sahab was a MBA preparing for CAT, and this he did as a part-time job!

Post-arms and ammunition section (again very beautiful hall with daggers, swords, soldier's uniforms, pistols, rifles, etc.), we finally bid adieu to the guide sahab, and the museum. We left the premises after getting ourselves and our bags screened, checked and frisked (they check in case somebody may decide to carry a souvenir from the museum).




Tuesday, 14 April 2015

The Minimalist State- Socialism Whither?

When there was recent controversy on 26th Jan 2015, regarding the Modi government's removal of the terms- Socialist and Secular in media ads by I&B Ministry, everybody was up in arms. The government's commitment to secularism is for all to see, but socialism has become obsolete in the present era, thanks to both NDA and UPA governments. 
 The State as we knew it, was mostly seen as "mai-baap", the protector/ the nurturer/ the provider. As we move in the present era, we see State almost becoming just an arbitrator, a by-stander, neutral umpire kind of authority. As the State starts withdrawing from different arenas, the private interests move in to fill the gap. Citizens are supposed to pay for services they earlier took for granted, or were highly subsidized for them. The education sector is now filled with private universities, where you pay for your degree. The fees is so much on the guarantee that they will not make you repeat another year however badly you may do, assurance is you will pass. After all, you do not pay so much to fail in private universities!
 Another area that of concern is the security. The police is under-staffed, inadequately paid and have been waiting for reforms forever now. The acute shortage of security has led to a rise of private security firms. Recently, I argued with a private security guard who almost hit my rickshaw walah with his lathi at Lajpat Nagar market. I told him he has no authority, he is no police, then rickshaw wala defended him by saying the market association has employed his firm for security and regulating traffic around the market. Thought that was the work of police, but recent burglaries have made the Market associations/RWAs/ Banks to get their own private armies of security guards. As much as it has led to employment for thousands (very basic requirements), their legitimacy has always been a grey area.
 Indian farmers until the 1990s were the State's favourite' children. The recent issues around the Land Acquisition Bill have come as a rude shock for them as they suddenly find the State abandoning their interests' and taking side of the corporates'. Corporates' pay more taxes and also fund the political parties, so no surprises there.
In more and more cases of indigenous communities/ tribals vs. mining companies, State is now taking side of the companies.  
 The rise of NGOs in the social sector, taking interests of women, aged, children, minority groups, tribals, etc. forward is again State giving up its welfarist agenda and outsourcing it to the other organizations and giving them some funding for it, or doing it together as Public Private partnerships. 
If you want to use better infrastructure pay toll at Highways. In a Capitalist economy, government moves out and regulates the field for different players who work on profit through competition (telephone services/ Airlines, etc.). There are no more permanent government jobs coming, people work on contracts in the hope that secure government jobs would come, but not much has happened there.   
The newest thing that we are supposed to pay for now is the internet! Free air that we breathe even that is posionous now, so no free things anymore!
We did blame the state for everything, but it was more like you would blame your parents for things that go wrong, there was some affection because you knew your interests' are important for them, but that romanticism is lost now. State as our parents' generation knew it, is dead now! This new State cares for the money and will support anybody who can pay, regardless of caste/creed/nationality- tourists/MNCs/ NRIs!! 

Tuesday, 23 December 2014

Vitiated Working Spaces in Modi's India


I have been working on Old Delhi for almost ten years now. I have observed how Muslims lived in Old Delhi but went out for work/ education, etc. especially lately in the past ten years. A lot of kids from Old Delhi go to good private schools, and then go on to complete their education from Delhi University. The links with the outside world increased when these graduates took up jobs in MNCs and often worked in call centers, etc. The myth of self-employed Muslims spending their entire lives in Old Delhi was breaking, as the new generation went out, worked, partied, made friends, got married outside the walls of Old Delhi.

Recently, with concern I heard the story of how with the rise of BJP's Modi, the office atmospheres are getting vitiated. The development agenda which led the party to power, but now the Parivar is all over the place with conversions/re-conversion debates, etc.  What this means for an average Muslim office-goer is listening to pro-Hindutva/RSS debates, anti-Muslims comments, etc. in office spaces. The friendly common ground of Junior/Senior executive MBAs where people laughed and joked has suddenly become Hindu/Muslim again! It is like the 1980s-90s when Ram Janambhoomi Movement was at its peak!I remember my father who worked in a government office and got into improptu debates/discussions with his non-Muslim colleagues feeling isolated because of his religious identity. Now, I heard it again from a close relative about the feeling of isolation when the rest of the colleagues discuss Hindutva agendas, or how Hindus should convert India back! The fear is the loss of common grounds of interactions. The hardening of religious identities mean different things to a Majority person as opposed to what it signifies for a Minority person. He will again go back to his living segregated space around the familiar walls with his religious group. The living spaces will again be homogenized with followers of the same group, and before anything major happens (God forbid!) the battles of - them versus us- are often psychologically fought. This may just be the beginning of the fault lines again in the new century!!   

Thursday, 9 October 2014

Jang by Sahir Ludhyanvi

Khoon apna ho ya paraya ho
nasl-e-adam ka khoon hai aakhir
Jang mashriq mein ho ke maghrib mein
amn-e-aalam ka khoon hai aakhir

Bam gharo par giray kay sarhad par
Rooh-e-taamir zakhm khaati hai
Khet apnay jalay ke auro ke
zeest faaqo say tilmilaati hai  (zeest- life, faaqo- hunger)
Tank aagay badhay kay peechay hatay
Kokh dharti ki baanjh hoti hai
Fateh ka jashn ho ki haar ka sog
Zindagi maiyaton pay roti hai

Jang to khud hi ek masalaa* hai   (*masalaa-problem)
jang kyaa masalon ka hal degee
aag aur khoon aaj bakhshegee
bhookh aur ehtiyaaj kal degee   (*ehtiyaaj- needs]

Bartaree* ke suboot ki khaatir  (bartaree-superiority)
khoon bahaanaa hi kyaa zaroori hai?
ghar ki taareekiyaan mitaane ko
ghar jalana hi kya zaroori hai?

Isliye ae shareef insaano
jang taltee rahe to behtar hai
aap aur ham sabhi ke aangan meiN
shamaa jaltee rahe to behtar hai!
 
खून अपना हो या पराया हो
नस्ल-आदम का खून है अखिर
जंग मश्रिक में हो के मग्रीब में
अम्न-e-अलम का खून है अखिर

बम घरो पर गिरे के सरहद पर
रूह-ए-तामीर ज़ख्म खाती है
खेत अपने जले के औरो के
ज़ीस्ट फाको से तिलमिलाती है  (ज़ीस्ट- life, फाको- hunger)
टंक आगे बढे के पीछे हटे
कोख धरती की बांझ होती है
फतेह का जश्न हो कि हार का सोग
ज़िंदगी मैयतों पे रोती है
जंग तो खुद ही एक मसला* है   (*मसला-problem)
जंग क्या मसलों का हल देगी
आग और खून आज बख्शेगी
भूख और एहतियाज कल देगी   (*एहतियाज- needs]
बर्तरी* के सुबूत की खातिर  (बर्तरी-superiority)
खून बहाना ही क्या ज़रूरी है?
घर की तारीकिया मिटाने को
घर जलाना ही क्या ज़रूरी है?

इसलिये अए शरीफ इंसानो
जंग तल्टी रहे तो बेहतर है
आप और हम सभी के आँगन में
शम्मा जलती रहे तो बेहतर है!

Friday, 25 July 2014

Ramzan in Old Delhi/ Shahjahanabadi Ramzan



It has been five years now since I left Old Delhi, and the most I miss it is during Ramzan. A whole month of fasting and feasting, sacred for Muslims all over the world as Quran is believed to have been revealed to Prophet Mohammad during this month. The month starts with the sighting of the new moon, as Islamists follow lunar calendar. The lunar calendar also means that Ramzan revolves and every year it goes forward by ten days, which can mean fasting in the comfortable months of winter to difficult summer months. Summer days are long and fasts can become difficult without food and water, throughout the day from dawn to sunset.  

Tarawih Prayers Ramzan also means the special long Ramzan prayers, called Tarawih, where Quran is recited by the Hafizs in different mosques. Hafiz are Quran orators- who have learnt Quran by heart. They lead these special prayers, and decide in how many days, they would finish the Quran. Some Hafiz finish it in three days to fifteen to thirty days. The shorter the finishing of Quran recitation, longer the duration of prayers, as the Namazis standing behind the Hafiz often complain of getting tired. The shopkeepers prefer faster Quran recitations as then; they can do shorter Tarawihs for the rest of the month, and also follow up on Eid business. Hafizs distribute sweets when they finish Quran, and enjoy a lot of respect and honor for being Quran-orators. It is a usual discussion amongst Muslims in the days leading up to Ramzan, to decide which mosque they are going to pray Tarawih in, or behind which Hafiz, and the number of days he would take to finish Quran. These days, a lot of cable channels also show live Tarawih prayers from Mecca, followed especially by women of the house who have to do short Tarawih prayers by themselves in the house.      

Sehri Sehri refers to the pre-dawn meal that people eat before they begin their fasts. Sweet shops and bakeries start selling special Sehri food, like Khajla, Pheni, special sweet breads with butter/coconut/jam fillings. On the streets of Old Delhi, the buzz starts a lot early around the time of Sehri at night. A man comes around 2.30am-3am and knocks on all the doors to wake up people for the meal. And, this usually bothersome knock at the door comes with charges, which you pay at the end of the month on Eid for his services. Mosques start playing sirens, neighbors would call out each other so that nobody misses the important pre- fast meal. Sometimes, groups of faqirs come reciting Naats and Qawwalis (religious songs). If this happened in non-Roza days, people would just report all this as disturbances at night and be upset about it, but during Ramzan it helps as it means, you are not going for your fast with an empty stomach. Some families cook proper meals with sabzi/ salan and parathas, with milk soaked Khajla/pheni/ sewaiyyan and tea. It is not easy to eat all this at that hour! I was always scolded by my mother for getting up late, not having enough time for eating and stuffing myself with all this food, all at once, with a lot of water! In the early Rozas, you have to force your body to eat at night, as body clock is not used to it and post Eid, people often suffer from post-Sehri symptoms, where you get up at Sehri time at night with hunger pangs! Interestingly, even at that hour in Old Delhi you can see people going out to buy Nahari/ biryani etc. or neighbors/ relatives sharing Sehri food delicacies. It still amazes me, how we eat so much food at Sehri during Ramzan, as in non-Roza days, if this happened, most will just refer you to a doctor.       
Post-Sehri, people go for the early morning prayers, and then sleep. Since, a lot of people in Old Delhi are mostly self employed, bazaars usually open late in the mornings, as they have to make up for the lack of sleep at night. Roza during the day means late mornings, quiet afternoons.

Iftar Bazaars come alive around the time of post-afternoon prayers, as people come out to do shopping for breaking the fast/Iftar food. Fruits are bought for Iftar, along with pakoras, chaat, samosas. Neighbors, relatives share iftari food, women of the house try new recipes, curd and milk consumption goes up, as lassi, milk shakes are often served with other sherbets and snacks for Iftar dastarkhwan. As not-so-rich people often complain that during Ramzan, their food expenditure goes up, although it is supposed to be a month for fasting, but you end up eating and spending more on food, as compared to regular days. Post roza and the same roza-dars start eating with a vengeance. Rozas are an attempt towards trying to live life with higher morals and ideals of not lying/ cheating/ backbiting/ sharing food and resources.

Zakaat During Ramzan, Muslims also give charity/Zakaat, in an effort towards equitable distribution of wealth, to make life better for those who cannot afford it. Wealthy Muslims give out clothes/raw food/cash during Ramzan to help those who cannot afford the better things in life. Every wealthy Muslim is supposed to pay an amount of Rs.2500 over Rs. 1,00,000 that he has in his account in charity, as well as on gold that he may possess. On the day of Eid too, Muslims give Fitra (Eid-ul-Fitr) or equivalent of 1.75 kg of wheat charity in cash to the poor, so that Eid is happy for them as well. 

Laylat-ul-Qadr In the last ten days of fasts from the night of 21st to 29th,  in the nights preceding rozas 21,23,25,27,29, it is believed that Quran was revealed, and that one night is the most blessed night. Believers stay up all night to pray in the sacred night. Shabeenas or full night prayers (or simply Jagratas) are conducted in the last nights of Rozas of 27,28,29 and Quran is recited for those who may have missed the Tarawih Quran recitations by the Hafizs.     

I’tikaaf Some Muslims also sit in solitary confinement, especially in the last ten rozas of Ramzan, men in mosques, women in secluded rooms in the house. They do not speak, except when necessary and devote all their time to praying in seclusion.   
Alvida Jumma refers to the last Friday of Ramzan. Muslims wear new clothes and make and share special food for Iftar, especially on this Friday.   

During Ramzan everyday schedule goes upside down for most Muslims- the eating hours, sleeping-waking hours, as most of the time is to be devoted for praying. Bazaars are full of people eating, and doing shopping for Eid, or just out for fun at night. The feeling of community bonding is strongest during Ramzan as the odd schedules are shared by all fasting Muslims around the world.

Yuchi chalte chalte

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