Sunday, September 18, 2016

At The End, There awaits a New Beginning!!

Soon The leaves will fall on Earth
Leaving me alone with a soundless sob
There is a beauty in departure too
As its the time to renovate you
It may seem to be end of the game
But soon there I'll have new leaves again
Its the Nature and its Regime
At the End, there awaits a new beginning...

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Friday, September 16, 2016


Jackfruits have always influenced the delivery of the justice. Wonder "how"? Read the following story…

Long, long ago, there was a jungle under the monarchy of a bear as there were no tigers and lions in it. It was inhabited by animals, insects, reptiles and birds who believed in peaceful co-existence.

Jackfruits have always influenced the delivery of the justice. Wonder "how"? Read the following story…

Long, long ago, there was a jungle under the monarchy of a bear as there were no tigers and lions in it. It was inhabited by animals, insects, reptiles and birds who believed in peaceful co-existence.  

Black Drongo
It was spring season and a black drongo (Black drongo is a small Asian passerine bird of the drongo family Dicruridae) flew into a tree and sat on a branch. After a few moments, a little bird which was sitting on another branch with a poignant face caught the attention of the drongo. It was a black hooded golden oriole, a bird that builds its nest, lays eggs and sings in the spring season. 

The black drongo was surprised to see the gloomy face of the golden oriole as it was supposed to be happy and singing. So, it went over to her and asked about the reason. The black hooded golden oriole said that whenever it tries to build a nest, a mischievous monkey breaks down the branch. She had pleaded so many times to it to spare the branch where the nest was built but the monkey didn't give a heed. Moreover, the monkey – who has become too adamant- makes it a point to destroy that particular branch where she builds her nest. And that had made her helpless and sad. 

The black drongo was an activist kind of bird. It felt that it should make the monkey understand its mistake. Forest is a place for serenity and co-existence. But, the monkey was too ill-behaved and rowdy to even hear about it, let alone realizing its mistake. So the black drongo took a stand and discussed the matter with other living creatures of the jungle. . Everybody nodded in affirmation that it was an unjust act and the monkey had broke the law of jungle. So it should be punished for troubling the little bird. Finally it was decided to take the matter to the king. 

At last, the matter was brought to the bear's (The king of the jungle) court. Black drongo was the advocate for the golden oriole while Mr Jackal was the defender of the monkey. Debates went on. Finally, the bear was convinced that "the monkey" was a culprit and it should be reprimanded. 

Just as the bear was about to give the verdict, Mr Jackal prayed to adjourn it till the next day so that they can produce some more facts/witnesses to prove the monkey innocent. Mr Jackal was granted a "date – the typical characteristic of the judicial system" and the proceedings were rescheduled for the next day.

The next day at the court, the bear looked at Mr Jackal and asked it to put across fresh facts, if any. The Jackal stood up and said, "Your honor, it will be wrong if you give your verdict looking at one side. You should look at both the sides of the matter and then proclaim your judgment – aap ko agge pichhe dekh kar aapna faisala sunana chahiyes" . And it signaled the bear to look behind. Bear followed it and looked back. There a "big ripe jackfruit" was under its throne. The mouth of the bear started watering. It looked up and gave a harsh glance at both the birds, particularly at the black hooded golden oriole.

Then, the bear said that the monkey was an animal with a natural instinct of hopping on the branches and it had the right to hop on any branch it wished to. Golden oriole was the culprit who had brought the matter to the court to defame the monkey. So, it should be punished for that. 

t was a Shocking Verdict for the creatures of the jungle. Everybody was surprised to see the "change in judgment" by the king. They were confused on "what changed the King's verdict". They returned depressed as they had lost the case. At that moment, a sparrow came to them and declosed the real matter. It was a sinister plan of the duo, the monkey and the jackal who had kept that "big ripe jackfruit" the night before as a bribe for the king that had changed the game. As the sparrow lived on the same tree, it was aware of the plan.

Black Hooded Golden Oriole
What happened next was bound to happen. All the creatures united against the king and went to the court to confront. But what they saw there was the last thing to break their patience.  They saw the king gulping the jackfruit's bulbs extracted by the monkey and being served by Mr Jackal. The scene infuriated them even more and they simply beat them up and expelled them from the jungle. The elephant was made the king. Peace and justice were established and the jungle echoed with the songs of the black hooded golden oriole once again. 

I had read this story in a text book of Odia language in my elementary school. The name of the story was "Vihanga Biplav – Bird Revolution". The moral of the story that was taught to us was that we should stand united against "injustice and unfairness" as an entity in a civilized society, to put an end to it. But today, looking at the judicial system of our country I feel that the actual moral of the story is "jackfruits (read money) always have a strong influence in the delivery of the justice or judicial system as they have the power to change verdicts". 

Looking at some of the recent verdicts by courts, Not only I felt it mocks the judiciary but also it reaffirmed the fact that if you have enough jackfruits (read money) to feed the people involved in the judicial proceedings, you can "certainly" swing the verdict in your favor.  

Wisdom demands a "revolution" in Indian judiciary, so that it can utter justice. We claim ourselves to be civilized, but don't have the guts to challenge injustice.

I wish we would have been living in a jungle to bring about a revolution in our judicial system. But, the reality is that "jackfruits will keep influencing justice and the judiciary". #Fact.

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Sunday, September 11, 2016

Blood Rose & Crimson Envelope!!

The Door Bell Rang
She Ran with a bated Breath
She swiftly unbolt it catching her gasp
A sudden gust rattled the wind chime
She looked at the outer surface bewilder
Her Perplexed glances were caught
By a Flower on the Door Step
A Blood Rose was lying
On a Crimson Envelope
An epistle was peeping
Out of the Wrapper
It read,
“I may not be in this world for eternity
But my soul will always Love You
Till the perpetuity
With Love
She smiled blissfully
Someone shook her terribly
She was shaken from her trance
She opened her eyeballs
Waking up from deep slumber
Suddenly she broke into Tears
As she heard “He is No More”

She looked at the Flowers at the Door Step
Waiting to be adorned on the dead Corpse
With inquisitive Glances
For the Blood Rose
And the Crimson Envelope…
Someone has rightly said…
Often the Love story of a Soldier
Ends abruptly…I guess.
In The Name of Love,
Only remains
The haunting Memories,
Unspoken words
Profound Silence
Unfathomable wait
And misty eyes….Forever


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