Being A Rebel

भूमिका: गत दिनों मुनव्वर राना साहब NDTV के एक कार्यक्रम पर आये. मैं उनकी शायरी का बहुत बड़ा प्रशंसक हुआ करता था. ये जनाब राय बरेली के हैं, और शायरी में बेजोड़ हैं. अपने समय के शीर्ष शायरों में इनको शुमार किया जाता है.     लेकिन उस NDTV वाले कार्यक्रम में मैंने इनका एक अलग ही चेहरा देखा. जो जिन्ना और तालिबान का मिला जुला प्रतीत हुआ: "तुम्हे हुकूमत मिली तुम गुजरात बनाते हो,  हमें  हुकूमत मिली हम दिल्ली बनाते हैं... हम  औरंगजेब हैं, हम अपनी खिचड़ी खुद पकाते हैं" मुनव्वर साब से ये मुल्लागिरी की उम्मीद नहीं थी. बहरहाल, उनको जवाब मिलना चाहिए: गुजरात याद रखते हो, काश्मीर भूल जाते हो,  कैसे सेकुलर हो अपना नाम भूल जाते हो... पोलिटिकली कर्रेक्ट होना तो बहुत आसान है,  हैरानी है कि हजारों की गयी जान भूल जाते हो... मज़हब की दूकान सरेआम चला लेते हो,  लेकिन अपना फ़र्ज़ और इमान भूल जाते हो... नोआखाली से रावलपिंडी तक कौम बना लेते हो,  और लाखों की गयी जान भूल जाते हो... आगजनी और लूट का अधिकार याद रखते हो,  और अपनी जमीं अपना हिंदुस्त...

Officially the first citizen of India and the supreme commander of Indian Armed forces, the president is not more than a rubber stamp. Since it is symbolically important to the image and nature of the nation, it reflect the ruling regime and also the electoral fallacy or electoral wisdom. Last president, allegedly a cook of Gandhi dynasty, reflected India's timid and remote controlled image for 5 years. Today, new president election results are to be declared. And to keep its tradition, UPA is making another dynasty loyalist Pranab who has a long history as crooked!  Here are some of his hight level corruption charges: 1. He was holding 'office of profit' at the time he filled nominations. 2. Shah commission, which was made to examine the culprits of Emergency 1975, found Pranab as one of the main power exploiter. 3. As per Frontline : "The commission noted in great detail that Pranab had played a great role in unceremoniously removi...

This time I am not going to ask myself: 'Who am I' Budhha did that and he gave a solution to us: the middle path. I would rather ask 'where am I?' Not at this place where caste, religion identities are the only thing that matter... Not at this place where I am a part of huge crowd, trying to live like a commoner... Was not contained by the ambitions or dream, Hence this place where I am, Does not impress with its outlook of identities, rush or crime. I am well behold by my karma and thought. Seeking own salvation, but in my own way. Wherever I am, I there to extend helping hands to my extent. Understanding them but not being their part. They can create troubles in their ways... But I have my own path of vogue, and I must go on. Some nice people called me friend... Some not so nice people saw me as enemy. But I am what I am. It might take a bit longer... As I am by my own. I must carry own. I am not here to stay,...