The June

"If a June night could talk,
it would probably boast it invented romance."
                                     - Bern Williams


"Who comes with Summer to this earth
And owes to June her day of birth,
With ring of Agate on her hand,
Can health, wealth, and long life command."
                                                   - June

"No flowers, no bees;
No bees, no flowers.
Blooming and buzzing,
Buzzing and blooming;
Married and still in Love."
                     - Mike Garofalo

"Spring being a tough act to follow,
God created June."
                            - Al Bernstein

“To read a poem in January is as lovely as to go for a walk in June”
                                                              - Jean Paul Sartre

The Fanatics

My friend Mohit mailed me today informing Md Nazim a Maldivite citizen would be hanged to death for his only fault to desert Islam. A theocratic state never allowed other religions to practice by dint of their sahriati constitution. Yet the people of India particularly the secular brands never find time to protest those Muslim fanatics in home and abroad. The promoters of Hindu or Christian or Sikh religions are the same indifferent lots. This is the religion called Islam is fascist in nature and spirit. It denies existence of all other religions those who are seen as non-believers or kafir. So the true peace and Islam can not live together. U have to discard one. SAARC or Amnesty International or UN may inquire such a strong case on rights abuse in Maldiv and issue statement as we found their promptness  in condemning Israel for blocking Gaza strip. Let the foreign tourists land on the fascist soil only after open declaration for respecting other religions and human rights of the people of all faiths.  

The Uncivilized

Bengal goes for election of civic bodies. A political battle is being waged for Sunday election. Hundreds and thousands political touts with their stooges are making our civic life a hell. The municipalities exist in urban Bengal will elect or select their lords. All eyes are on the civic body election for the great old city of Kolkata (Calcutta). The corporate backed parties are leaving no effort unattended in capturing the power to handle the finance in civic bodies. The corporate backed parties invested huge money for huge return. Hardly there is any party contesting election depend on public funding.

Once late Jamshedji Tata lamented he would rather prefer to be a politician than a business man if he was born again as a human being. Because politician does not require capital investment but false promises. Gone are the days of Sr. Tatas and Batas. Now political establishments are highly professionalised armed with the support of the corporate investment. Its a good business altogether. Some third graded people are allowed to shout in high pitch through microphone day and night making the city life hell. Big cut outs of their leaders or costly placards with wall writings on some substandard politicians would grill the civic population making life worse than hell.  No  law and order compliance. Its free for all.

The party in power may be dislodged in this election and the public will be in queue to get some financial relief from the new power brokers. But there will perhaps be no change in appeasing illegal occupants occupying the footpaths for trading goods in the name of hawkers. No change in work culture in civic bodies. No change in corrupt practices in order to hold cadres for next round of assembly election. The city of Calcutta has already lost its heritage, its culture, its language and its everything of pride. Yet power brokers are fighting hard for loot of the last remains. At this stage no magical change is found possible unless the state is ruled with great amount of conviction. Yet people cry for a change of guard of the state of Bengal.

    

The Tagore My Tagore

It was he, the great poet philosopher Rabindranath Thakur who shaped my mind to a great extent. In youth, yes, I was able to sing variety of songs, but my voice perfectly matched with Tagore songs. I started getting popular in signing his songs in my baritone voice. It was he who made me closer to the world of poetry. Wherever I went, whoever I met, a request would come through for a Tagore song. It was my weakness I never learnt classical music. Yet I was the master in truly copying his songs recorded by Hemanta Mukherjee and my dearest Jeorge Biswas. In those days, the songs the public would listen to my voice would invariably question the name of my music teacher. My well wishers thought one day I'll be a popular signer. But I failed to fulfill their aspiration.  Now I hardly find time and energy to sing songs.

It was rhythm in his poems that inspired me to write verses. Of course, the content of my poems was different. Those were more of social perspective than personal. It was he...he..and he who moved around my head that moved me closure to the melodies of Baul singers in rural Bengal. It was he who made me to take my first human rights lesson and observe the world from all angles. The internationalism what Tagore analysed a century ago, is still relevant in the current perspective. The great philosopher of our time who could foresee the pride of nationalism will soon be faded away with the globalisation. Thus he defeated all his contemporaries in his thinking and deeds. The university he founded a century ago bears the name of Viswabharati (international). 

It was his spiritual backing that gave me extra force in my essay writing and even publishing my short stories etc. In fine, I can conclude I never felt his absence even after 150 years of his departure. His influence will continue so long I live on this earth.  

The Greed

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What a puzzle dad had to do for his spoiled kid other than searching for a supernatural power for doing some miracle? The gentleman who never believed in witchcraft or tantrik as called in India had to seek help from a tantrik to cure the kid in a magical way so as to enable it to regain its everything lost. His cowardice act was vehemently opposed by his family.

Macbeth the all powerful king had to rush to the witch to know his fate. The greed to become a king of Scotland turned a brave fighter to a coward and a secret killer. The secret greed he possessed in his heart got support from those witches and his lady at home. The readers know the tragic death of Macbeth and restoration of peace in the country.

Shakespeare sent message to the civilised world that every human being posses the evil desires to make things magically possible. If the force of Resistance in a man or woman is weakened, the evil prevails in the heart. In the same story, Branco, the friend and co-commander of the Duncan's army never believed in evil spirit or prophecies of those witches. He was brutally killed by Macbeth's hired goons. But the spirit of Branco exposed the King the Traitor, Macbeth that ultimately brought his destruction. The future showed the generation who carried the great name of Branco really ruled England instead of Scotland.

The story suggests there is no short cut to success. Only one has to be very patient and honest in his/her thoughts and deeds, the success will follow in its own course.

Love

Love makes the human being beautiful. It never ends in individual relationship with opposite sex. It starts from loving your mom and dad. Its end up in a big canvas. The love for the blood relations, neighbours, locality and the nation has one meaning everywhere. But the love demands reciprocation what is not always visible. The non responsive love brings pains. Somebody can bear it and some not. Once the reaction for a negative love percolates down to create some positive, it is really recreated. The opposite action brings destruction. Precisely, this is the philosophy of love that remains unchanged for ages. 

Lessons from the Idiots

Of late, Hindi movies have walked towards maturity. 3-Idiots and My Name Is Khan like commercial works find place in the market. The popularity of these movies compels the other commercial producers to do something like. It is observed that the test of the Indian cinema lovers is undergoing change, thanks to the worthless sex and violence based Hindi movies.

Cinema is a strong media for social change. So far Indian film industry, except a few notable films, denied its positive role in building a healthy society. The spurious capital that had so far no place in the recognised economic activities invested in films to get quicker return. The mafia and substandard elements have been operating the Hindi film industry one way or other. Hence, propagation of values and virtues in their produced films are unexpected. The government investment in making good films through good makers is also insignificant. Yet those third or fourth graded Hindi films have so far been able to implement a strong agenda of propagation of Hindi language throughout the country, what political and linguistic opposition failed to resist imposition of Hindi on non-Hindi belt of the country.

With the onset of globalisation, the present generation has to find their future in an interconnected and interdependent world based on English Language where Hindi has lost all its relevance. Secondly, with the availability of satellite channels, English movies with all its technical up-gradations have given birth to a new generation with a new tests of cinema. Traditional Hindi movies now find little place to sustain in the present environment unless they change their way of making films.

The captains of the Hindi film industry considering the future of the industry as bleak has been experimenting investment in thought provoking films based on reality. And their efforts are largely successful with films like Lagan, 3-Idiot, My Name is Khan or Slum Dog Millionaire etc. With the wind of success in Hindi film of new era, the regional film makers in Indian states will also follow the line. A good days ahead indeed!