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Absent in the Spring
The characters in the little tale are made up, of course. But the following images are real.
They all appear at a website entitled ``carnage84.com``.
Posted by
bjkumar
Feb 7, 2007 05:44 am
The characters in the little tale are made up, of course. But the following images are real.
They all appear at a website entitled ``carnage84.com``.
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Absent in the Spring
From a Time magazine article of November 12, 1984.
On the evening he was sworn in as Prime Minister, Rajiv Gandhi called on his countrymen to exercise “maximum restraint,” and that night they appeared to be following his advice. But by Thursday night, fires of vengeance were burning everywhere. While police looked the other way, vigilante bands attacked Sikhs, burned their beards, destroyed their homes or shops, then moved on to look for more. “You know how I feel,” said a Hindu armed with an iron stave on a Delhi street. “I want to kill Sikhs. I want to see Sikh blood on the streets.” Whole blocks of Sikh dwellings were gutted. In one slum area of the capital, a Hindu mob was reported to have slaughtered 94 Sikhs with knives and iron bars. Said a civil servant: “The backlash is terrible. It reminds me of the days of partition.” Indeed, the trains arriving in Delhi last week with the battered bodies of murdered Sikhs were reminiscent of the “trains of death” that rolled through Punjab in those fearful times. Finally, the government canceled train service between Delhi and the north after learning that 56 bodies had been found aboard trains arriving in the capital. Hundreds of frightened Sikhs took refuge in the Delhi railway terminal, unable to take trains home and afraid even to leave the building. By week`s end the nationwide death toll had passed 1,000. …..
Posted by
bjkumar
Feb 7, 2007 04:34 am
From a Time magazine article of November 12, 1984.
On the evening he was sworn in as Prime Minister, Rajiv Gandhi called on his countrymen to exercise “maximum restraint,” and that night they appeared to be following his advice. But by Thursday night, fires of vengeance were burning everywhere. While police looked the other way, vigilante bands attacked Sikhs, burned their beards, destroyed their homes or shops, then moved on to look for more. “You know how I feel,” said a Hindu armed with an iron stave on a Delhi street. “I want to kill Sikhs. I want to see Sikh blood on the streets.” Whole blocks of Sikh dwellings were gutted. In one slum area of the capital, a Hindu mob was reported to have slaughtered 94 Sikhs with knives and iron bars. Said a civil servant: “The backlash is terrible. It reminds me of the days of partition.” Indeed, the trains arriving in Delhi last week with the battered bodies of murdered Sikhs were reminiscent of the “trains of death” that rolled through Punjab in those fearful times. Finally, the government canceled train service between Delhi and the north after learning that 56 bodies had been found aboard trains arriving in the capital. Hundreds of frightened Sikhs took refuge in the Delhi railway terminal, unable to take trains home and afraid even to leave the building. By week`s end the nationwide death toll had passed 1,000. …..
Absent in the Spring
#19 nb
Thanks for defending my “honor” and preserving my modesty before it would get forcibly violated by the cruel hordes of this chowk world!
You my dear ``nb``, are no mean “knight” yourself!
We all are – at least a bit!
(PS: Don’t mind HP. He is an old “friend”! (I LOVE to beat up on old friends!))
Posted by
bjkumar
Feb 7, 2007 03:54 am
#19 nb
Thanks for defending my “honor” and preserving my modesty before it would get forcibly violated by the cruel hordes of this chowk world!
You my dear ``nb``, are no mean “knight” yourself!
We all are – at least a bit!
(PS: Don’t mind HP. He is an old “friend”! (I LOVE to beat up on old friends!))
Absent in the Spring
The Mysterious Mr. quin
The man was naked except for the langotee. He carried what appeared to be a rather pointy spear in one hand and a small water vessel with a handle in the other. There was no water in it. His muscles bulged and his skin looked smooth – there was not a single hair visible – as if he had been rubbing oil on it recently. He tapped his spear on the wooden plank over which Joginder squatted.
“Sirdarjee, I was looking for you!”
Joginder raised his head from the daily Vishwa-Bandhu. Business was very light that morning – there had not been too many customers coming to the wholesale cloth market for the last three months.
“Do I know you?!”
“No, I wanted to make your acquaintance. I have wanted to do that for months – ever since October 31, 1984.”
“Why?”
“I want to wrestle with you.”
“I am not a wrestler.”
“I want to wrestle with you anyway! With you and with others like you!”
“Why don’t you wrestle with my friend here – he has come from far away.”
The man with the spear eyed me quizzically. I was not sure Joginder’s joke was prudent under the circumstances. The wrestler did not say anything – nor did I. He did not need to say anything – I did not dare to.
Joginder turned toward the Munshiji, who took out a ten rupee bill after unlocking a wooden box. As Joginder handed the money to the strongman, he asked: “Where are you from?”
“From Chhapra!” He gave a location and a name for himself.
Munshiji wrote the information down in a register. It was for future reference – in case needed. The wrestler folded the bill and tucked it into his water vessel which contained several crumped bills. He picked his stick and moved to the next store in the alley. We resumed sipping our tea.
“It is rather amazing the way you dealt with him!”
Joginder smiled, “It was not too difficult. He was the fifth one this month! They all look pretty much the same to me now.”
Posted by
bjkumar
Feb 7, 2007 03:30 am
The Mysterious Mr. quin
The man was naked except for the langotee. He carried what appeared to be a rather pointy spear in one hand and a small water vessel with a handle in the other. There was no water in it. His muscles bulged and his skin looked smooth – there was not a single hair visible – as if he had been rubbing oil on it recently. He tapped his spear on the wooden plank over which Joginder squatted.
“Sirdarjee, I was looking for you!”
Joginder raised his head from the daily Vishwa-Bandhu. Business was very light that morning – there had not been too many customers coming to the wholesale cloth market for the last three months.
“Do I know you?!”
“No, I wanted to make your acquaintance. I have wanted to do that for months – ever since October 31, 1984.”
“Why?”
“I want to wrestle with you.”
“I am not a wrestler.”
“I want to wrestle with you anyway! With you and with others like you!”
“Why don’t you wrestle with my friend here – he has come from far away.”
The man with the spear eyed me quizzically. I was not sure Joginder’s joke was prudent under the circumstances. The wrestler did not say anything – nor did I. He did not need to say anything – I did not dare to.
Joginder turned toward the Munshiji, who took out a ten rupee bill after unlocking a wooden box. As Joginder handed the money to the strongman, he asked: “Where are you from?”
“From Chhapra!” He gave a location and a name for himself.
Munshiji wrote the information down in a register. It was for future reference – in case needed. The wrestler folded the bill and tucked it into his water vessel which contained several crumped bills. He picked his stick and moved to the next store in the alley. We resumed sipping our tea.
“It is rather amazing the way you dealt with him!”
Joginder smiled, “It was not too difficult. He was the fifth one this month! They all look pretty much the same to me now.”
Absent in the Spring
#11 Zee
[`Humiliation` is no atta/daal of which there would be `shortage`]
Thanks for the tip – unless you are only giving me the lip! Although I am astonished to learn that living in the land of butter and ghee, you still encounter shortages of the type you mention. :)
However, I am not too partial to “dirth” – it rhymes too closely with “girth” – a sad reminder of an ongoing battle that (alas!) too many of us carry out on a regular basis – with limited success only! :(
Posted by
bjkumar
Feb 7, 2007 02:00 am
#11 Zee
[`Humiliation` is no atta/daal of which there would be `shortage`]
Thanks for the tip – unless you are only giving me the lip! Although I am astonished to learn that living in the land of butter and ghee, you still encounter shortages of the type you mention. :)
However, I am not too partial to “dirth” – it rhymes too closely with “girth” – a sad reminder of an ongoing battle that (alas!) too many of us carry out on a regular basis – with limited success only! :(
Absent in the Spring
#13 HP
Thanks, HP dear!
I was absolutely sure you will come up with an “original” response! :)
Assuming that you would actually show up here – an act not easy for you, who carries all those black and blue scars on that behind – those nasty reminders of past encounters! :)
Who detests doing anything daring and outrageous, and can only watch in astonishment, perhaps mixed with jealousy, as some of us pull that feat on a day in and day out basis! :)
Good to see you here!
Now get back to pulling that hair again!! Go do a comprehensive literature survey, listening hard for echoes from chowk works – from the present and the past!
Works of the dearly departed, the deerly departed, the dourly departed, and even the duly deported and deftly dispatched!
And if none of that works, you can always get back to hitting hard!
That bottle, of course!! :)
Posted by
bjkumar
Feb 7, 2007 01:38 am
#13 HP
Thanks, HP dear!
I was absolutely sure you will come up with an “original” response! :)
Assuming that you would actually show up here – an act not easy for you, who carries all those black and blue scars on that behind – those nasty reminders of past encounters! :)
Who detests doing anything daring and outrageous, and can only watch in astonishment, perhaps mixed with jealousy, as some of us pull that feat on a day in and day out basis! :)
Good to see you here!
Now get back to pulling that hair again!! Go do a comprehensive literature survey, listening hard for echoes from chowk works – from the present and the past!
Works of the dearly departed, the deerly departed, the dourly departed, and even the duly deported and deftly dispatched!
And if none of that works, you can always get back to hitting hard!
That bottle, of course!! :)
Absent in the Spring
From a Times of India article on the twentieth anniversary of the anti-Sikh riots of 1984.
1984: Capital Lessons Yet to be Learnt
India refuses to learn lessons from its history of communal riots. The sins of 1984 revisited Gujarat in 2002 and are likely to surface again, says Josy Joseph.
THE police looked the other way as politicians led marauding mobs into the city. You could be talking of Delhi of 1984, or Ahmedabad of 2002.
For its very long history, India has an extremely short memory. Uncomfortable events from the past are tucked away into obscure corners. Especially those that involve violent bursts of passions stoked by religion, caste, politics or plain hatred.
May be it is the greed to move forward to the future that prevents backward looks. But the forward march is more often than not interrupted by another round of bloody sacrifice of innocence. And yet again the nation fails to offer succor to its victims, deliver justice, punish the guilty.
Assurance of immunity to the criminal is almost ingrained in the society. Witnesses to bloody pogroms in India grow up without any guilt. Each mob violence is forgotten in the next one.
In just three days, over 4,000 Sikhs were killed in the wake of the assassination of Indira Gandhi, India`s most controversial, powerful and longest-serving prime minister. The poorest neighbourhoods in Delhi saw the worst riots.
It was an organised massacre of the minority community by politicians and their supporters. Rioters had a free run as the Delhi Police looked away. They ruled the streets as an overwhelmed civil society figured ways out.
Within days of the riots, the usual Indian response was triggered: Commissions and committees, assurances and some stupid political statements, charges and counter charges, and denials by the very leaders who incited the mob to violence.
Hundreds of FIRs were registered by the police. Hundreds more were refused, because the victims wanted to name Congress leaders like Sajjan Kumar, HKL Bhagat and Jagdish Tytler.
Investigations into hundreds of murders were closed by police, they didn`t even make it to courts. Hundreds of murders are yet to be even registered by police.
In 20 years, nine commissions and committees have inquired into the riots. The first one headed by Justice Ranganath Mishra, who went on to become India`s chief justice and later the National Human Rights Commission chief. But the commission was a sham. Statements submitted by widows and victims were made available to the accused like Sajjan Kumar, whose supporters were allowed to file their responses months after the deadline. Years later, the CBI found these statements in Sajjan Kumar`s house.
The latest commission, one led by Justice GT Nanavati, is still to complete its inquiry. The government last week gave yet another extension to him.
By 1990, six years after riots, just one killer had been convicted. Three special courts set up in 1990 were almost shams. One court acquitted over 100 accused within weeks. The exception was the court chaired by judges like SN Dhingra.
Widows and survivors walked the Kafkaesque corridors of Delhi courts for years in search of justice. They were threatened, some gave in. A handful of the Sikh leaders were accused of taking money from the accused.
Through the travails of these victims, Delhi progressed. Apartment complexes, BPO boom and malls - it has been an unprecedented two decades for Delhi as right wing ideology burst into the scene. Hopes of the BJP-led government delivering justice were misplaced.
The past two decades has been an unending trauma for the riot victims eeking out a living in the shanties and crumbling colonies, earmarked for them. For the orphans of 1984, the lost childhood has been replaced by a miserable youth.
In a city that is a comfortable home to political refugees from over 40 countries, the victims of 1984 are forgotten and hidden - like sins.
Delhi has been the graveyard of many an empire: Be it the Slave Dynasty, Lodhis, Mughals or the British. But can modern Delhi overcome its history? Will India survive the curse of history? For a country that refuses to learn from history how bright could the future be?
The answers to these questions lie buried in the lessons of the past.
Posted by
bjkumar
Feb 6, 2007 08:49 pm
From a Times of India article on the twentieth anniversary of the anti-Sikh riots of 1984.
India refuses to learn lessons from its history of communal riots. The sins of 1984 revisited Gujarat in 2002 and are likely to surface again, says Josy Joseph.
THE police looked the other way as politicians led marauding mobs into the city. You could be talking of Delhi of 1984, or Ahmedabad of 2002.
For its very long history, India has an extremely short memory. Uncomfortable events from the past are tucked away into obscure corners. Especially those that involve violent bursts of passions stoked by religion, caste, politics or plain hatred.
May be it is the greed to move forward to the future that prevents backward looks. But the forward march is more often than not interrupted by another round of bloody sacrifice of innocence. And yet again the nation fails to offer succor to its victims, deliver justice, punish the guilty.
Assurance of immunity to the criminal is almost ingrained in the society. Witnesses to bloody pogroms in India grow up without any guilt. Each mob violence is forgotten in the next one.
In just three days, over 4,000 Sikhs were killed in the wake of the assassination of Indira Gandhi, India`s most controversial, powerful and longest-serving prime minister. The poorest neighbourhoods in Delhi saw the worst riots.
It was an organised massacre of the minority community by politicians and their supporters. Rioters had a free run as the Delhi Police looked away. They ruled the streets as an overwhelmed civil society figured ways out.
Within days of the riots, the usual Indian response was triggered: Commissions and committees, assurances and some stupid political statements, charges and counter charges, and denials by the very leaders who incited the mob to violence.
Hundreds of FIRs were registered by the police. Hundreds more were refused, because the victims wanted to name Congress leaders like Sajjan Kumar, HKL Bhagat and Jagdish Tytler.
Investigations into hundreds of murders were closed by police, they didn`t even make it to courts. Hundreds of murders are yet to be even registered by police.
In 20 years, nine commissions and committees have inquired into the riots. The first one headed by Justice Ranganath Mishra, who went on to become India`s chief justice and later the National Human Rights Commission chief. But the commission was a sham. Statements submitted by widows and victims were made available to the accused like Sajjan Kumar, whose supporters were allowed to file their responses months after the deadline. Years later, the CBI found these statements in Sajjan Kumar`s house.
The latest commission, one led by Justice GT Nanavati, is still to complete its inquiry. The government last week gave yet another extension to him.
By 1990, six years after riots, just one killer had been convicted. Three special courts set up in 1990 were almost shams. One court acquitted over 100 accused within weeks. The exception was the court chaired by judges like SN Dhingra.
Widows and survivors walked the Kafkaesque corridors of Delhi courts for years in search of justice. They were threatened, some gave in. A handful of the Sikh leaders were accused of taking money from the accused.
Through the travails of these victims, Delhi progressed. Apartment complexes, BPO boom and malls - it has been an unprecedented two decades for Delhi as right wing ideology burst into the scene. Hopes of the BJP-led government delivering justice were misplaced.
The past two decades has been an unending trauma for the riot victims eeking out a living in the shanties and crumbling colonies, earmarked for them. For the orphans of 1984, the lost childhood has been replaced by a miserable youth.
In a city that is a comfortable home to political refugees from over 40 countries, the victims of 1984 are forgotten and hidden - like sins.
Delhi has been the graveyard of many an empire: Be it the Slave Dynasty, Lodhis, Mughals or the British. But can modern Delhi overcome its history? Will India survive the curse of history? For a country that refuses to learn from history how bright could the future be?
The answers to these questions lie buried in the lessons of the past.
Swearing-in Ceremony with Hand on the Bible?
#236 VRV
[Pl read my posts b4 u rant abt them.]
I did – and that’s why I wrote the way I did. Here is what you said in that dumb-ass interact #152 – “I once again reiterate that Jews are very narrow-minded people like some Muslims here on Chowk and elswewhere N Jews` vice-like grip on America is a well documented fact.”
Listen fool, drop that clause about “like some Muslims on chowk and elsewhere” and replace “America” with ``Germany`` – and what do you get?!
What DO you get?
What you get is the exact phrase that the German vamp – that Hitler, used to start the prelude to the holocaust! You are repeating what the OTHER vamp said while shedding those crocodilean tears over the holocaust!
NOW do you understand, dumb-ass!!
Dumb-ass, dumb-ass, dumb-ass!!!
DUMB-ASS!
Phew!
(Note to Dr. Gill: Sorry Doc, the Gill-pill effect seems to be wearing off. I will go take another!)
Posted by
bjkumar
Dec 7, 2006 09:02 pm
#236 VRV
[Pl read my posts b4 u rant abt them.]
I did – and that’s why I wrote the way I did. Here is what you said in that dumb-ass interact #152 – “I once again reiterate that Jews are very narrow-minded people like some Muslims here on Chowk and elswewhere N Jews` vice-like grip on America is a well documented fact.”
Listen fool, drop that clause about “like some Muslims on chowk and elsewhere” and replace “America” with ``Germany`` – and what do you get?!
What DO you get?
What you get is the exact phrase that the German vamp – that Hitler, used to start the prelude to the holocaust! You are repeating what the OTHER vamp said while shedding those crocodilean tears over the holocaust!
NOW do you understand, dumb-ass!!
Dumb-ass, dumb-ass, dumb-ass!!!
DUMB-ASS!
| DUMB-ASS! |
Phew!
(Note to Dr. Gill: Sorry Doc, the Gill-pill effect seems to be wearing off. I will go take another!)
Gone is Caravan...
Dear Chowk Staff:
(It is taking rather long!)
Kindly restore my poem to what it was supposed to be - i.e., to its actual length! (Contents per the link in #2.) It is unfair to put up only half a poem here.
I will appreciate your correcting the oversight.
Thank you.
Posted by
bjkumar
Oct 19, 2006 01:59 pm
Dear Chowk Staff:
(It is taking rather long!)
Kindly restore my poem to what it was supposed to be - i.e., to its actual length! (Contents per the link in #2.) It is unfair to put up only half a poem here.
I will appreciate your correcting the oversight.
Thank you.
Gone is Caravan...
Dear Chowk Staff,
You have left out the (very important) first two paragraphs, as you can see yourself by comparing with the submitted version.
I will appreciate your addressing this issue at once.
Thank you.
BJ Kumar
Posted by
bjkumar
Oct 19, 2006 10:18 am
Dear Chowk Staff,
You have left out the (very important) first two paragraphs, as you can see yourself by comparing with the submitted version.
I will appreciate your addressing this issue at once.
Thank you.
BJ Kumar
Click!!
#3 Hey smarty
Who said I was offended?!!!
(I think this is a good piece. (I think virtually all pieces on this site are good pieces. (Except Manto`s! (And Mrs. Manto`s. (Those are the pits!))))
All I asked was - aren`t Pakistani actresses good-looking enough for the horny Pakistani dudes?!!!
Take a look at this gallery of stars, for example!
Posted by
bjkumar
Oct 17, 2006 01:39 pm
#3 Hey smarty
Who said I was offended?!!!
(I think this is a good piece. (I think virtually all pieces on this site are good pieces. (Except Manto`s! (And Mrs. Manto`s. (Those are the pits!))))
All I asked was - aren`t Pakistani actresses good-looking enough for the horny Pakistani dudes?!!!
Take a look at this gallery of stars, for example!
Saving Pakistan with the Constitution
#2 TAhmed
[written by a squirrel...]
Tauheed sahib, aap to jaante hain! Squirrels always follow the nuts!
Posted by
bjkumar
Sep 5, 2006 08:13 pm
#2 TAhmed
[written by a squirrel...]
Tauheed sahib, aap to jaante hain! Squirrels always follow the nuts!
Don’t I Have the Right to Know?
#various khamkhwa.
Dear Khamkhwah,
I think that your posts are being filtered not because of any sudden fondness developing for you on part of the chowk people - but because you, my dear, have broken through the interact-index barrier.
You, my dear, have cracked the score of one and made it to a zero. Therefore, all subsequent interacts get automatically filtered, a process that was explained in painful detail to Mr. Tahmed by yours sincerely.
There is no safety net - the cushion of a ``higher`` interact index - to protect you.
You never were a chowk ``brahmin`` - now you have fallen in chowk hierarchy lower than the chowk ``shudras`` (like this interactor!) - right there in Ajeya land!
My dear, you are in a state of free fall.
Nobody can now bail your rear out - except chowk.
And because of ``unknown`` reasons - they are not in a hurry!
As they explained elsewhere, it should be only a matter of hours!
The year has 8,760 hours.
Posted by
bjkumar
Apr 25, 2006 10:17 am
#various khamkhwa.
Dear Khamkhwah,
I think that your posts are being filtered not because of any sudden fondness developing for you on part of the chowk people - but because you, my dear, have broken through the interact-index barrier.
You, my dear, have cracked the score of one and made it to a zero. Therefore, all subsequent interacts get automatically filtered, a process that was explained in painful detail to Mr. Tahmed by yours sincerely.
There is no safety net - the cushion of a ``higher`` interact index - to protect you.
You never were a chowk ``brahmin`` - now you have fallen in chowk hierarchy lower than the chowk ``shudras`` (like this interactor!) - right there in Ajeya land!
My dear, you are in a state of free fall.
Nobody can now bail your rear out - except chowk.
And because of ``unknown`` reasons - they are not in a hurry!
As they explained elsewhere, it should be only a matter of hours!
The year has 8,760 hours.
Saviour or Tinpot Dictator?
(Got even less time this time around!)
Alas, my #167!
Whatever they did to you, poor baby!
I feel SO sad…..
Anyway, here is the “sanitized” version of the same – which (in my view) even the highly biased chowk editors may find difficult to filter (not that such trivial considerations stop anyone around here).
#167 (sanitized version)
(I got only a few minutes here.)
#Manto, various
I KNEW it. As soon as one talks about the jihadis funded by the khakis (and still being maintained by them - and I wonder why you so conveniently forgot to mention them in your article above (a simple oversight, of course - nothing to do with being a coward - or perhaps not looking at things makes them go away!)) you immediately change your tune and drop back into this ``state terrorism`` rant.
The whole world knows and the whole world accepts (with possible exception of those who are addicted to green liquour) that when your khakis pump in jihadis there will be civilian damage in action taken against the killers! It is just as sure as the day follows night! The same happens when the Israelis retaliate against the terrorist groups in the Middle East. The same happens when the US forces attack the jihadis in Iraq. If your khakis truly cared about those civilians, and that is a long if, they would not be pumping in those jihadis! But they don`t and nor do most of the Pakistanis like you!
But no, you would rather NOT see the obvious - and blame ``both`` parties! Such a hypocrite!
The truth is - your mindset is not much different from most (with only a few exceptions) of the Pakistani ``intellectuals`` on this site - one set of rules for Muslims and another for the rest of the world.
Except that you are severely handicapped in your own country - which treats you the way it treats you! It is almost heart-breaking!
I cry for you mian Manto!
Side note to Zeena: I am becoming more than ever convinced that YOU are made of the right editor material! (You appear to have the right level of youthful energy and more importantly from my point of view - an ability to openly admit when you make a mistake!)
Note to all interactors:
The piece Manto has referred to regarding rotten flesh was written as an i-log and was not in response to any particular article - and may be considered a little bit ``off-topic``. It simply reflects how I see the ``gentleman`` in question, based on his deeds and his ``accomplishments``! Since not everyone reads i-logs and since Mian Manto has chosen to bring it in these discussions, I reproduce it below in its entirety for the convenience and the reading pleasure of the vast population of ``innocent`` chowkies - although I recognize that using the term ``pleasure`` might be a stretch for people like mian Manto and a heartburn may be the more likely outcome!
Those who wish to read the original of that piece can refer to this link for the i-log (March 26, 2006) entitled “Dead Man’s Mirror”……
Posted by
bjkumar
Apr 17, 2006 10:23 am
(Got even less time this time around!)
Alas, my #167!
Whatever they did to you, poor baby!
I feel SO sad…..
Anyway, here is the “sanitized” version of the same – which (in my view) even the highly biased chowk editors may find difficult to filter (not that such trivial considerations stop anyone around here).
#167 (sanitized version)
(I got only a few minutes here.)
#Manto, various
I KNEW it. As soon as one talks about the jihadis funded by the khakis (and still being maintained by them - and I wonder why you so conveniently forgot to mention them in your article above (a simple oversight, of course - nothing to do with being a coward - or perhaps not looking at things makes them go away!)) you immediately change your tune and drop back into this ``state terrorism`` rant.
The whole world knows and the whole world accepts (with possible exception of those who are addicted to green liquour) that when your khakis pump in jihadis there will be civilian damage in action taken against the killers! It is just as sure as the day follows night! The same happens when the Israelis retaliate against the terrorist groups in the Middle East. The same happens when the US forces attack the jihadis in Iraq. If your khakis truly cared about those civilians, and that is a long if, they would not be pumping in those jihadis! But they don`t and nor do most of the Pakistanis like you!
But no, you would rather NOT see the obvious - and blame ``both`` parties! Such a hypocrite!
The truth is - your mindset is not much different from most (with only a few exceptions) of the Pakistani ``intellectuals`` on this site - one set of rules for Muslims and another for the rest of the world.
Except that you are severely handicapped in your own country - which treats you the way it treats you! It is almost heart-breaking!
I cry for you mian Manto!
Side note to Zeena: I am becoming more than ever convinced that YOU are made of the right editor material! (You appear to have the right level of youthful energy and more importantly from my point of view - an ability to openly admit when you make a mistake!)
Note to all interactors:
The piece Manto has referred to regarding rotten flesh was written as an i-log and was not in response to any particular article - and may be considered a little bit ``off-topic``. It simply reflects how I see the ``gentleman`` in question, based on his deeds and his ``accomplishments``! Since not everyone reads i-logs and since Mian Manto has chosen to bring it in these discussions, I reproduce it below in its entirety for the convenience and the reading pleasure of the vast population of ``innocent`` chowkies - although I recognize that using the term ``pleasure`` might be a stretch for people like mian Manto and a heartburn may be the more likely outcome!
Those who wish to read the original of that piece can refer to this link for the i-log (March 26, 2006) entitled “Dead Man’s Mirror”……
Saviour or Tinpot Dictator?
(I got only a few minutes here.)
#Manto, various
I KNEW it. As soon as one talks about the jihadis funded by the khakis (and still being maintained by them - and I wonder why you so conveniently forgot to mention them in your article above (a simple oversight, of course - nothing to do with being a coward - or perhaps not looking at things makes them go away!)) you immediately change your tune and drop back into this ``state terrorism`` rant.
The whole world knows and the whole world accepts (with possible exception of those who are addicted to green liquour) that when your khakis pump in jihadis there will be civilian damage in action taken against the killers! It is just as sure as the day follows night! The same happens when the Israelis retaliate against the terrorist groups in the Middle East. The same happens when the US forces attack the jihadis in Iraq. If your khakis truly cared about those civilians, and that is a long if, they would not be pumping in those jihadis! But they don`t and nor do most of the Pakistanis like you!
But no, you would rather NOT see the obvious - and blame ``both`` parties! Such a hypocrite!
The truth is - your mindset is not much different from most (with only a few exceptions) of the Pakistani ``intellectuals`` on this site - one set of rules for Muslims and another for the rest of the world.
Except that you are severely handicapped in your own country - which treats you the way it treats you! It is almost heart-breaking!
I cry for you mian Manto!
Side note to Zeena: I am becoming more than ever convinced that YOU are made of the right editor material! (You appear to have the right level of youthful energy and more importantly from my point of view - an ability to openly admit when you make a mistake!)
Note to all interactors:
The piece Manto has referred to regarding rotten flesh was written as an i-log and was not in response to any particular article - and may be considered a little bit ``off-topic``. It simply reflects how I see the ``gentleman`` in question, based on his deeds and his ``accomplishments``! Since not everyone reads i-logs and since Mian Manto has chosen to bring it in these discussions, I reproduce it below in its entirety for the convenience and the reading pleasure of the vast population of ``innocent`` chowkies - although I recognize that using the term ``pleasure`` might be a stretch for people like mian Manto and a heartburn may be the more likely outcome!
Enjoy, and see you all later!
Dead Man`s Mirror
(Posted on March 26, 2006)
What the heck happened to you, old man?
Look at those tiny worms, those little varmints stuck to you!
Little left to nibble on – yet they hang on – they hang on for dear life – for that’s all they got left. Bits and pieces of you – down to the bare bones! They will chew on you and then they will chew on those crumbling rags that were your suit and they will chew on your coat tails and they will chew on your casket – but chew on you they will!
Because everything else tastes worse – and leaves the lousiest taste in those mouths!
Those salivating mouths, not to mention those foaming mouths, and those mouths with the licking tongues, and those mouths that bark out the orders!
What to say of the mouths that receive warm, salty streams – streams that kill the severest of thirsts forever and quench the very desire for all such thirsts – and not just for the mouths that those streams target! It is the ultimate quenching which ends all fires in all hearts for all times to come.
Can anyone imagine – those pure mouths so sullied?
Imagine the pure mouth of your own daughter – crushed under the lips of someone less than the pure! Imagine him kissing her all over! Just imagine! How dare she?! How dare she lie under that impure body – and be penetrated by him?
Oh, the thought of it!!
How dare she defy you? It is nothing short of direct revolt!
Direct revolt always calls for direct action! Direct action – your very personal invention! Your very own baby!
You were the true originator of things direct! You always took things to the people – no matter what kind of people – and no matter what their favorite tools for settling scores – be it axes, or sickles, or knives, or lathis, or guns! What is a little blood shed for the cause of the qaum so long as it is not you who has to do the bleeding? And what is a little disruption in the lives of a few millions as long as your own little house is intact in Bombay?
But why shy away from me so?
What’s the matter – don’t like to see the unvarnished stuff?
You never liked the unvarnished stuff, did you?
Was September 11 the day you ended it all or was that a day which simply culminated what YOU had got started – and everything else that was bound to follow? Like a ticking time bomb set for the long haul – a plane on autopilot!
But wait!
What’s that muffled sound I hear? Could it be that the hordes have finally realized what you really were? Could it be that they are finally ready to give you your real due – like communist leaders of the past – ready to yank out those dead and dry bones and raise them to heights where they truly belong?
Raise them high, high, and even higher – with that noose knotted around the neck bone?
And tie that typewriter right down there – yes, right there where the balls are!
Or were! Too bad one can never find them! I wonder at what point they got lost. Or perhaps the card of religion was just too easy not to play – not for you – the lawyer who must win at any cost!
Could they have learnt to live together? Who knows – you never gave them a chance. You were not the giving type – you were a taker! You came, you saw, and you conquered!
You see my darling, there is nothing like the presence of a minority population to teach people the practicality of tolerance - that it is doable – and one does not need to be a majority to start making a difference and having a real say in how things are run. So once they got rid of the minorities – what was there left to learn? Except the fact that power works over reason. And except the fact that there is a bill to pay – that fact learnt over the long run!
And they are still paying those bills of yours – with a hefty interest, too! The morons who have no assets to pay those bills – the morons who can least afford those very bills!
Is that tumult a real sound?
No, it was just a false alarm!
So you can return to your permanently dark bed now – perhaps for the next sixty years or so – till it is time for another set of hordes – or perhaps till it gets to the dawn of the dead! That dawn can’t be too far after all, there are plenty of zombies already to be seen around where you lie buried now!
Don’t worry, I’ll be waiting!
I got nowhere to go – nor do you!
Because you are already dead and I never die, old buddy – we are stuck together tighter than bunkmates – and no amount of polishing me is going to change how ugly you look now!
Posted by
bjkumar
Apr 17, 2006 04:44 am
(I got only a few minutes here.)
#Manto, various
I KNEW it. As soon as one talks about the jihadis funded by the khakis (and still being maintained by them - and I wonder why you so conveniently forgot to mention them in your article above (a simple oversight, of course - nothing to do with being a coward - or perhaps not looking at things makes them go away!)) you immediately change your tune and drop back into this ``state terrorism`` rant.
The whole world knows and the whole world accepts (with possible exception of those who are addicted to green liquour) that when your khakis pump in jihadis there will be civilian damage in action taken against the killers! It is just as sure as the day follows night! The same happens when the Israelis retaliate against the terrorist groups in the Middle East. The same happens when the US forces attack the jihadis in Iraq. If your khakis truly cared about those civilians, and that is a long if, they would not be pumping in those jihadis! But they don`t and nor do most of the Pakistanis like you!
But no, you would rather NOT see the obvious - and blame ``both`` parties! Such a hypocrite!
The truth is - your mindset is not much different from most (with only a few exceptions) of the Pakistani ``intellectuals`` on this site - one set of rules for Muslims and another for the rest of the world.
Except that you are severely handicapped in your own country - which treats you the way it treats you! It is almost heart-breaking!
I cry for you mian Manto!
Side note to Zeena: I am becoming more than ever convinced that YOU are made of the right editor material! (You appear to have the right level of youthful energy and more importantly from my point of view - an ability to openly admit when you make a mistake!)
Note to all interactors:
The piece Manto has referred to regarding rotten flesh was written as an i-log and was not in response to any particular article - and may be considered a little bit ``off-topic``. It simply reflects how I see the ``gentleman`` in question, based on his deeds and his ``accomplishments``! Since not everyone reads i-logs and since Mian Manto has chosen to bring it in these discussions, I reproduce it below in its entirety for the convenience and the reading pleasure of the vast population of ``innocent`` chowkies - although I recognize that using the term ``pleasure`` might be a stretch for people like mian Manto and a heartburn may be the more likely outcome!
Enjoy, and see you all later!
(Posted on March 26, 2006)
What the heck happened to you, old man?
Look at those tiny worms, those little varmints stuck to you!
Little left to nibble on – yet they hang on – they hang on for dear life – for that’s all they got left. Bits and pieces of you – down to the bare bones! They will chew on you and then they will chew on those crumbling rags that were your suit and they will chew on your coat tails and they will chew on your casket – but chew on you they will!
Because everything else tastes worse – and leaves the lousiest taste in those mouths!
Those salivating mouths, not to mention those foaming mouths, and those mouths with the licking tongues, and those mouths that bark out the orders!
What to say of the mouths that receive warm, salty streams – streams that kill the severest of thirsts forever and quench the very desire for all such thirsts – and not just for the mouths that those streams target! It is the ultimate quenching which ends all fires in all hearts for all times to come.
Can anyone imagine – those pure mouths so sullied?
Imagine the pure mouth of your own daughter – crushed under the lips of someone less than the pure! Imagine him kissing her all over! Just imagine! How dare she?! How dare she lie under that impure body – and be penetrated by him?
Oh, the thought of it!!
How dare she defy you? It is nothing short of direct revolt!
Direct revolt always calls for direct action! Direct action – your very personal invention! Your very own baby!
You were the true originator of things direct! You always took things to the people – no matter what kind of people – and no matter what their favorite tools for settling scores – be it axes, or sickles, or knives, or lathis, or guns! What is a little blood shed for the cause of the qaum so long as it is not you who has to do the bleeding? And what is a little disruption in the lives of a few millions as long as your own little house is intact in Bombay?
But why shy away from me so?
What’s the matter – don’t like to see the unvarnished stuff?
You never liked the unvarnished stuff, did you?
Was September 11 the day you ended it all or was that a day which simply culminated what YOU had got started – and everything else that was bound to follow? Like a ticking time bomb set for the long haul – a plane on autopilot!
But wait!
What’s that muffled sound I hear? Could it be that the hordes have finally realized what you really were? Could it be that they are finally ready to give you your real due – like communist leaders of the past – ready to yank out those dead and dry bones and raise them to heights where they truly belong?
Raise them high, high, and even higher – with that noose knotted around the neck bone?
And tie that typewriter right down there – yes, right there where the balls are!
Or were! Too bad one can never find them! I wonder at what point they got lost. Or perhaps the card of religion was just too easy not to play – not for you – the lawyer who must win at any cost!
Could they have learnt to live together? Who knows – you never gave them a chance. You were not the giving type – you were a taker! You came, you saw, and you conquered!
You see my darling, there is nothing like the presence of a minority population to teach people the practicality of tolerance - that it is doable – and one does not need to be a majority to start making a difference and having a real say in how things are run. So once they got rid of the minorities – what was there left to learn? Except the fact that power works over reason. And except the fact that there is a bill to pay – that fact learnt over the long run!
And they are still paying those bills of yours – with a hefty interest, too! The morons who have no assets to pay those bills – the morons who can least afford those very bills!
Is that tumult a real sound?
No, it was just a false alarm!
So you can return to your permanently dark bed now – perhaps for the next sixty years or so – till it is time for another set of hordes – or perhaps till it gets to the dawn of the dead! That dawn can’t be too far after all, there are plenty of zombies already to be seen around where you lie buried now!
Don’t worry, I’ll be waiting!
I got nowhere to go – nor do you!
Because you are already dead and I never die, old buddy – we are stuck together tighter than bunkmates – and no amount of polishing me is going to change how ugly you look now!
Saviour or Tinpot Dictator?
Must call it a night now. Yasser, I give you back the field.
Have fun. Get it out of your system! No response from me for at least twelve hours - longer, if possible!!
(PS: Regarding #120, please identify the specific interact and show me the exact word that you claim I used - which you have even put in quotes - your accuracy level remains highly consistent!)
Good night, everyone!
Posted by
bjkumar
Apr 16, 2006 10:09 pm
Must call it a night now. Yasser, I give you back the field.
Have fun. Get it out of your system! No response from me for at least twelve hours - longer, if possible!!
(PS: Regarding #120, please identify the specific interact and show me the exact word that you claim I used - which you have even put in quotes - your accuracy level remains highly consistent!)
Good night, everyone!
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