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Salami revolution
A question of convenience called love
An institution of interference called marriage
How semantics have been barbarously steamrolled
Into a smoldering inferno of apostasy.
Hatred only a chagrin of an understatement
The time of reckoning has heralded
For the demolition of faith and compassion
This society must be browbeaten.
Into the submission of heresy
But what you forget in this unequal bargain
Those puerile terms of reference
Are your own ways of semiotic justification.
• Collection:
Anger in Ashes
• Originally written on
June 12, 2002
[ First published: November 22, 2008
Last updated: November 22, 2008
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The BlackBerry, the elite, and a question of civil liberties
The Indian elite is known for many things good, bad and ugly, its ostrich syndrome being one. Any ill that does not plague it, simply does not exist. A liberalised socio-economic regime gives it all the privileges that it barefacedly demands; civil liberties always go to hell and stay there.
So when civil liberties activists raised the alarm after the Indian laws governing cyberspace and online activities came into force, no one took any cognizance of them. Street dogs after all are wont to bark. At every one, at everything. India Inc was gung ho about development, never mind what that means, and the media was dutifully reflecting this misplaced euphoria. Everyone used the Internet, the Internet made money for everyone, this way and that. Till one fine day.
I feel betrayed by the Indian government, says Muivah on Manipur visit
For a man on a mission of reaching out to his people, the National Socialist Council of Nagalim (NSCN) general secretary has been a busy man. The backdrop of talks with the Indian government makes Thuingaleng Muivah busier still. But he doesn’t keep you waiting. He doesn’t keep you waiting because he is not the kind.
The glint in his eyes is unmistakable, as he comes forward to greet me. As he exchanges pleasantries, it is evident he doesn’t forget things. He recollects my interactions with him long before the NSCN signed the ongoing ceasefire with the Indian government in 1997.
You don’t expect such a man to forget his homeland, much though he may have been away for years at a length. And he couldn’t forget his own home either. So the home front is what we start talking about.