The cowards have attacked again from the darkness targeting innocent people. These innocent people’s sufferings accomplish their goals of instilling fear and use them as specific symbols.
I know for sure that religious terrorists are not believers, but misguided lots by so called religious leaders who use them as weapons to meet their hidden agenda. Any religion which propagate killings of gods own creations as a means can only be that of anti Christ’s. Going by any religious beliefs or teachings by realized masters, they are not going to attain heavenly abode, but will be trampled between the wheels of life’s cycle itself.
“Praise be to Allah, Lord of the Worlds, The Beneficent, the Merciful. Owner of the Day of Judgment, Thee (alone) we worship; Thee (alone) we ask for help. Show us the straight path, the path of those whom Thou hast favoured. Not (the path) of those who earn Thine anger nor of those who go astray. “
In the above verse from Holy Quran we pray to Allah to show us the straight path, the favoured path. The terrorist simply refuse to understand this, as they do not belong to any religion, leave alone Islam. The “owner of judgment” will decide their fate.
I have started believing that religious terrorism is clearly a failure of the very purpose that religion stands for, as it failed in creating harmony in the world. The basic purpose of any religious teachings is to enhance human wisdom and to elevate us to blissfulness by the teachings. If any religion fails in this endeavor that is the sign of its irrelevance. Therefore the religious leaders should renounce these terrorists from the respective religion.
Like terrorists our political leadership is also full of cowards. They lack commitment to eradicate terrorism. They have to survive with vote bank politics. Our police join hand with underworld that has nexus to terrorists. It appears in this vicious circle, we the common man is crucified time and again. Long live our democracy!
Central government had no time to govern the country since the day they came into power as they never got out from the scandals one after another. With a weak and invisible leader the team was busy harvesting wealth by all means. Terrorism and havoc in the country perhaps help them to do this without gaining much attention.
Our legal system is so liberal it allows the terrorist to have a safe stay in the jails spending tax money collected from the people. I have no idea whether justice will happen and if so when?
I know that the time is not to talk or analyze but to act. “Aam Admi” needs to wake up from the sleep.
Keith Barton wrote:-
Terrorist threats predicated by ideology
Of a sick mind who worships idolatry
Cowards disguised as martyrs
Who destroy and slaughter
Innocent people
Who worship under steeples
Terrorism is not a war
It’s fear from those we abhor
Religious epithets and ethnic slurs
Produce a monster like swine before pearls
Innocent children
Hearts not yet hardened
Terrorism will not be defeated
Until nations unite against those conceited
Misguided souls propelled by delusion
That life is but an illusion
Governments cannot win this war
But each person must face this chore
Terrorism is part of our history
Since Abraham, it’s not a mystery
Inhumanity and humanity co-exist
Between the precipice and the abyss
For we reside between heaven and hell
Where will you be when He rings the bell?
Friday, July 15, 2011
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
A walk in the Rain
It started pouring from the sky one day all at once, as if the thick clouds released its entire burden on earth. The monsoon has arrived as a guest before time.
My place is most beautiful when it rains.
With the explosion of electronic media, monsoon is big news for the channels. Weather analysts predicted a good monsoon, it reached Kerala in time and now it will reach the rest of the places in time. Share prices gone up the next day. Agriculturalists and Financial analysts appeared in TV screen and avowed good fortune for the country.
Poor rain, she is not used to all this attention earlier.
Whatever it may be I enjoyed the rains sitting in the swing in my balcony. It rains like cats and dogs, continuously for days together. I have never seen this sort of nature’s benevolence anywhere else. Rain cascaded through the slopes of the terrace and filled my soul.
Monsoon arrives with its live orchestra, accompanied by frogs and insects. Some time it sounded like the tintinnabulation of a thousand tiny bells. When it drizzles it is like a susurrus of a lover. Then it is like a thousand drums playing together. Occasionally rain took the avatar of Shiva the destroyer and danced with full fury as if it will teach a lesson to human insanity.
I enjoyed rains more during my school and college days. Just getting wet and walking in the rain with an umbrella for name sake is a thrilling experience. Those days there were no Rat fevers, dengue, or chicken guinea and we walked without any fear of getting any disease. There were no plastics and garbage on the road, Rain water filled the road we played with paper boats, and our parents did not stop us from playing in water.
Now rains are looked at suspiciously, as a spreader of contagious dieses. I call my daughter for a walk in the rain and she will say it is dirty out in the rain. No one wants to go out in rain. New generation miss the romance of rains.
In fact rains wash the dirtiness spread by human beings in vain year after year. Rains can cool human minds, fill their souls, Wish it could reach out human minds and cleans it year after year! How exhausted the rain will be!
Let me not think any more, I just want to see the rains soaking the earth and drifting to the roots of human existence. I just want to lie down in my bed staring at the darkness and listening to the live orchestra just outside the window.
My place is most beautiful when it rains.
With the explosion of electronic media, monsoon is big news for the channels. Weather analysts predicted a good monsoon, it reached Kerala in time and now it will reach the rest of the places in time. Share prices gone up the next day. Agriculturalists and Financial analysts appeared in TV screen and avowed good fortune for the country.
Poor rain, she is not used to all this attention earlier.
Whatever it may be I enjoyed the rains sitting in the swing in my balcony. It rains like cats and dogs, continuously for days together. I have never seen this sort of nature’s benevolence anywhere else. Rain cascaded through the slopes of the terrace and filled my soul.
Monsoon arrives with its live orchestra, accompanied by frogs and insects. Some time it sounded like the tintinnabulation of a thousand tiny bells. When it drizzles it is like a susurrus of a lover. Then it is like a thousand drums playing together. Occasionally rain took the avatar of Shiva the destroyer and danced with full fury as if it will teach a lesson to human insanity.
I enjoyed rains more during my school and college days. Just getting wet and walking in the rain with an umbrella for name sake is a thrilling experience. Those days there were no Rat fevers, dengue, or chicken guinea and we walked without any fear of getting any disease. There were no plastics and garbage on the road, Rain water filled the road we played with paper boats, and our parents did not stop us from playing in water.
Now rains are looked at suspiciously, as a spreader of contagious dieses. I call my daughter for a walk in the rain and she will say it is dirty out in the rain. No one wants to go out in rain. New generation miss the romance of rains.
In fact rains wash the dirtiness spread by human beings in vain year after year. Rains can cool human minds, fill their souls, Wish it could reach out human minds and cleans it year after year! How exhausted the rain will be!
Let me not think any more, I just want to see the rains soaking the earth and drifting to the roots of human existence. I just want to lie down in my bed staring at the darkness and listening to the live orchestra just outside the window.
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