The serenity allows us to rescript and review the desolation ,destruction , wreckage and loss which has inflicted on a land which resembles an established war laboratory , a graveyard or a funeralground . I am talking of a sacked paradise Kashmir , where majority live a pillaged, humilated , and disgraced life. The people here are apparently half burried , compelety abased , entirely buffeted , fully abused and half mortal. Unheeded by everyone, sold by each one , used by many, but the sufferings, agony and strife which the people of my Nation are going through is something which hardly is realised.Kashmir- The bestowed heaven on Earth is all the same entangled in the political subterfuges and skirmishes between India and Pakistan.Although graced with breath taking natural beauty, this place reflects some monster realities of inhumanity, barbarism and grave brutality.This is the place where still grandmothers are raped ,sisters molested , mothers abused , elders humilated, youth tortured and children tormented , also became a laboratory where brutal and ferocious experiments of deadly war tactics are carried out.It is true , that all parts of land who are mired in armed conflicts had witnessed such horror experiments but it is equally accurate that a 100 year old grandmother is raped only here and not to talk of otherwar-novelties which this palce has so far watched. Disappearances,mass rapes, fake encounters , death by unidentified gunmen , arsons,loot and daily crackdowns is not only norm but an established and unquestionable institution.Some beasts disguised as humans devasted and shattered us . Equally accurate and dreadful is the narrative that many groups , parties ,and individuals who came with the promises of sympathy and hope also used us for their interests , and thus commodified us , let us alone politicize and instrumentalise our victimhood. Our blood became their wealth in banks , our tears their treasure , our soreness their news story , our humilation their honor, our helplessness their strength ,and our backwardness their vote bank . We are not only physically tortured and abused but also excruciated and ruthlessly thrashed population. What we demand is made obscure , what we fight for is made unimaginable by their life taking weapons and with their intense and profound fear triks , what we cry for is not heard. Some brand us freedom fighters , some call us renegades , some tag us traitors ,some label us as terrorists ; some abuse us and some kill us. Let me but clearly explicate here that we are not asking for sympathy , we are not begging for dignity ,we are not struggling for roads, water,and power but what we unequivocally ask for is to stop marketing our agony , eschew politicizing our sufferings , abstain from trading our honor, discontinue representing us and desist from consoling us. We are known that for your personal excellence and benefits, our sacrifices are desecrated and our struggle and ethos are traded and compromised.
Armed struggle is no doubt synonymous with destruction , devastation , killings and torture which this valley has experienced .But, the grave tragedy which we never imagined and struck us badly is the treatment we got from our own 'poster people'. We have never anticipated that our sufferings will be capitalized by some to become intellectual and economic elites.On one hand there are uncountable number of orphans who are dying in sordid dirtiness, on the other there are those blessed few who managed entry into elite schools for their children. Our hen-peck voices have become just harmonious songs and poems for many; our cold blood which had spilled out from our body has become ink for printing money.The elite dominance and their omnipresent impression on our struggle is actually what is holding back our people. They are promised with bogus things,their energy is diverted, they are misguided, thinking manipulated and their struggle commodified. After every blood struggle ,we are rewarded with reckless terminologies.Their bloodied past, bruised history, traumatic experiences and torturous memories are disregarded like anything by none other than our “manufactured elites and elite intellectuals”.Many among them may interpret this write-up as something which is advocating the rights of the victims of humilation , and many mis interpret this piece as something which is directed againt those elite intellectuals who are hell bent to trade our suffering for their interests.Nevertheless, I must put it very explicitly here that my intention is never so. I just want to signal out the truth as my duty,it is up to them how to interpret or misinterpret the reality.
Hashim Suffhi...
keeps his name pen name 'Proff Ali Lawass' !
& is Student at Sai School Of Management Dehradun... !
Note...Thoughts expressed are Explicitly author's own... & has nothing to do with Blogger....
.
No comments:
Post a Comment