PaRCha - JNU - All Organisations - 2007 ID-46783
.
. UJearre of the absur . -~· ·---...v .
srlence on ;,.,.,"'----~· d ~?ntrnues rn the camnc: nn ,.....,_I. ~~Pensionson sttldP-nt~ .
Nandigram, 14 March .
Then came the end of beliefs. .
In our half-reached, quarter-dreamt, woken-in-between little-believed and broadly accepted CPI (M) parenthetic lives. Development in Nandigram is nowmeasured as the investor-friendly space between the legs of nine year old girls..
14th March. Nandigram. 1_90 people mowed down. Firing squads replicated. Organized genocide in.
the name of development. Industries more than the efficiency of oil and electricity need blood tofunction. .
Then we under tand the viscosity of blood. How thick it is and how easy it flows, into the HaldiRiver where the alligators and sharks build camaraderie of the flesh..
developmental, human flesh. Soft, expendable, non-.
Ah, but we cannot indulge in the stupidity ofhumanity. This is not a read to arouse your sympathy..
Only r·age. Undiluted, r. cused and pure rage..
Rage that m.akes u s stir in the middle of our midnig ht dreams filled with love, lust and tenderness..
Only bitterness matters. The acrid taste on the tongue ofthe dead and the dying..
Govemment reports: 10 people dead. SFI echoing the politburo statement, speaking with the split.
tongue 1 the snake, says, it is unfortunate that these people were ki lied in the police firing but the.
Naxals, Trina1nul is and the general generic 'outsiders' are to blame, to take responsibility..
In the meantin'le people crying out for help in the fields are made invis ible by the glittering police..
The order·s are take no prisoners, leave no evidence. There is a slight wager running underneath. alinlc Faustian trick, here the 1nen in uni1orm say to anybody who wishes to concern unnecessarily.
\vilh the ,singlen,indcd mindlessness of the violence, 'show us five bodies and we will pay you'..
Women are raped as is the logical direction orviolencc, children are cut up in slices and thrown intothe river·. The stakes still ren,ain insubstantial. Only card games on the side ofsilenced streets make.
sense..
And while aces corne up and hide in the sleeves of" CPT (M) cadres and the state police (Who candraw the line? llow can one talk in spaces one cannot speak of? Who can read the lines on f"accs that.
decorate bodies on trucks?) the prickly sensitive ar·tistic chief minister Mr. Buddhadcb Bhattacharya.
speaks, I -.vas unde· in,n,cnse internal party pressure to reclaim order in Na.ndigram..
So the night con,es in a railing with .
on.achura under siege. Bullets in concerted directions screan,through the skin of the night a.nd darkened silhouettes. To meet resistances of people who willquaintly do a 1-Ioudini trick. Disappear. Without ren'len,brances. Without traces. History will haveother lives to spilt into. Only the Cal"ibbean World Cup in the hantiniketan weekend explodes onto.
the con"Ifortable television screen..
What is the story, the point you may ask ifyou haven't stopped reading already, if the other itnageshaven't ah·eady taken toll on your eyelids, slipped into reality shows, enmeshed in particularities of.
the new flick, be a little patient and no answers will come forth..
The small story that unfurls , peppered with dismembered limbs, has only one moral. Aesop spent.
.
too much time on too many thi~gs. The dead,don't count, they can't follow you. The political dead.
l:an be rcmc_mbcred through whtte busts on the corner ofthe street. You can still find people playingcards, even tfyou don' .
t look too hard. Nuclear plants at Haripur will show ymt the way.A pamphlet is a scrap of paper. It shows nothing, proves nothing, says nothing without the spirit of.
, rage. .
Anandaroop, Ani/, Banojyotsna, Bodhisattva, Jeet, Kaustubhmani, Oeendrila, Sanjukta, Sukanya,.
Upa! .
.
PaRCha - JNU - All Organisations - 2007 ID-46783
.
. UJearre of the absur . -~· ·---...v .
srlence on ;,.,.,"'----~· d ~?ntrnues rn the camnc: nn ,.....,_I. ~~Pensionson sttldP-nt~ .
Nandigram, 14 March .
Then came the end of beliefs. .
In our half-reached, quarter-dreamt, woken-in-between little-believed and broadly accepted CPI (M) parenthetic lives. Development in Nandigram is nowmeasured as the investor-friendly space between the legs of nine year old girls..
14th March. Nandigram. 1_90 people mowed down. Firing squads replicated. Organized genocide in.
the name of development. Industries more than the efficiency of oil and electricity need blood tofunction. .
Then we under tand the viscosity of blood. How thick it is and how easy it flows, into the HaldiRiver where the alligators and sharks build camaraderie of the flesh..
developmental, human flesh. Soft, expendable, non-.
Ah, but we cannot indulge in the stupidity ofhumanity. This is not a read to arouse your sympathy..
Only r·age. Undiluted, r. cused and pure rage..
Rage that m.akes u s stir in the middle of our midnig ht dreams filled with love, lust and tenderness..
Only bitterness matters. The acrid taste on the tongue ofthe dead and the dying..
Govemment reports: 10 people dead. SFI echoing the politburo statement, speaking with the split.
tongue 1 the snake, says, it is unfortunate that these people were ki lied in the police firing but the.
Naxals, Trina1nul is and the general generic 'outsiders' are to blame, to take responsibility..
In the meantin'le people crying out for help in the fields are made invis ible by the glittering police..
The order·s are take no prisoners, leave no evidence. There is a slight wager running underneath. alinlc Faustian trick, here the 1nen in uni1orm say to anybody who wishes to concern unnecessarily.
\vilh the ,singlen,indcd mindlessness of the violence, 'show us five bodies and we will pay you'..
Women are raped as is the logical direction orviolencc, children are cut up in slices and thrown intothe river·. The stakes still ren,ain insubstantial. Only card games on the side ofsilenced streets make.
sense..
And while aces corne up and hide in the sleeves of" CPT (M) cadres and the state police (Who candraw the line? llow can one talk in spaces one cannot speak of? Who can read the lines on f"accs that.
decorate bodies on trucks?) the prickly sensitive ar·tistic chief minister Mr. Buddhadcb Bhattacharya.
speaks, I -.vas unde· in,n,cnse internal party pressure to reclaim order in Na.ndigram..
So the night con,es in a railing with .
on.achura under siege. Bullets in concerted directions screan,through the skin of the night a.nd darkened silhouettes. To meet resistances of people who willquaintly do a 1-Ioudini trick. Disappear. Without ren'len,brances. Without traces. History will haveother lives to spilt into. Only the Cal"ibbean World Cup in the hantiniketan weekend explodes onto.
the con"Ifortable television screen..
What is the story, the point you may ask ifyou haven't stopped reading already, if the other itnageshaven't ah·eady taken toll on your eyelids, slipped into reality shows, enmeshed in particularities of.
the new flick, be a little patient and no answers will come forth..
The small story that unfurls , peppered with dismembered limbs, has only one moral. Aesop spent.
.
too much time on too many thi~gs. The dead,don't count, they can't follow you. The political dead.
l:an be rcmc_mbcred through whtte busts on the corner ofthe street. You can still find people playingcards, even tfyou don' .
t look too hard. Nuclear plants at Haripur will show ymt the way.A pamphlet is a scrap of paper. It shows nothing, proves nothing, says nothing without the spirit of.
, rage. .
Anandaroop, Ani/, Banojyotsna, Bodhisattva, Jeet, Kaustubhmani, Oeendrila, Sanjukta, Sukanya,.
Upa! .
.