05/09/2021
A must read article written by a Kashmiri from Indian Occupied Kashmir
Geelani
There are no two lines between good and evil.
There only is one.
A very thin one.
We all evaluate which one we are walking on.
We all need to recheck if some of us already crossed that line.
As far as Syed Ali Shah Geelani ( R.A) is concerned, we are too vague, too self-centered, too busy to even comprehend a problem that might not involve our narcissistic petty schedules and aims , too lost to find , too selfish and blind, too preposterous and unkind, too involved in our mind, too lame to even speak to, too dumb to understand and too damn naive to even try to timeline his whole life.
Today , we do not speak. We bow down, we stand trembling, we worry, we cry, we Mourn. We could also chose to do otherwise and be occupied to our daily chains, chores, jobs, appointments, rendezvous’s, lectures etc.
It is for us to decide what side of the history do we want to be a part of.
The internet has been blocked, the telephones not-surprisingly dont exist for god knows how many days. The streets are curfewed. The opposite of all those notions would contradict the liars , the deaf, the schemers, the rats, the collaborators and their counterparts.
Geelani will live regardless of all those restrictions, facades, curtains, cover ups and monologues.
The very fact that even imprisonments couldn’t cage him.
They did in a very physical context but the spirit , the ideas, the message, the truth, the hunger , the worry , the care, the clarity, the power and the intent he lived his life by could never be caged.
How do we even comprehend to judge the likes of a man who for the past seven or eight decades constantly saw discomfort, problems, harassment, house arrests, incarcerations, for aims not personal.
How does a weasel judge a lion’s state of mind, his reflexes, his attacks, his ability to take calculative risks and tear apart his opponents not just because he can but because he has to. Every now and then he has to show the jungle, who the king is.
Geelani might have been silent since past many years and not as actively and loudly roaring as before but the generations before after and among us know his credentials, stances, lectures, messages , slogans lucidly. Some of us might have been sketchy about the intentions behind all those notions but then again, how does a free man understand the psyche and agglomerations of a prisoner. Most of the free men are anyway prisoners of their own demons, shame, guilt, egos, envy and greed. Then there are men who regardless of being in prisons for most parts of their lives liberate themselves beyond any man made cages. A cage anyway restricts the body. It was never about the body anyway. For the likes of Geelani, and everyone else who chose to
“choose se a life
knowing they would lose a life”.
We do not need no validations and certifications from people who subjectively and schematically propose to sideline a voice and vacuum his presence for decades constantly only to make it more preposterous by not even allowing a proper funeral. It speaks volumes about “the thin lines of right and wrong “.
Maybe It isn’t that hard to choose a line.
Maybe it is.
Lets ask that ourselves.
-We’ve been violated and we hate the Feeling!
The likes of those who bashed Geelani for giving our hartaal -shutdown calls which by all means seemed to have been the only act of constantly reminding the oppressors of their wrongdoings and collaborators of their tyranny, would also shamelessly paint their walls with “ heartbreak emojis “ and “ strikingly appealing farewells”.
Maybe thats what all this is about. Maybe , we all die down after a week or months mourning and return back to our “ normal “ lives and be orderly, timely and pathetically misconstrued about this whole notion of “ right and wrong”.
Pretty fair.
We all got lives to live, fights to fight, places to be, right to be free , goals to achieve, milestones to reach, dreams to accomplish, fears to conquer, families to make, decisions to take, personalities to fake, shackles to break, targets to aim, summit the fame, even if its lame, play this game, these demons to tame, and die in shame.
Maybe this is just another day like many other days, blowing smoke from purple haze, trying to survive our toughest phase, watch all whats happening and just gaze.
Maybe it is just the notion of “ another one bites the dust, who do we trust, this all greed and lust , take life as a rave, pretend to be brave, grow up live like a slave, only to lay low in a shallow grave.
Maybe it is not how it seems to be on the outside, or the downside - of it all yields nothing.
“
You be sane in taking sides, we got problems we cant hide ,
we got duties we cant evade,
memories so haunted they never fade, chaos that eats up daily lives,
butchers on roads carrying no knives,
pale blue faces turning grim,
gates to break , barbed wires to trim.
You be talking “
who’s right and who’s wrong,
Go to a studio make a new song,
joke about some bu****it on radio and carry on,
do your day come back home and sit in your lawn
wake up to the rising sun ,
start from one, and then start to run
knowing many didnt make it the same day that you claimed to be great, its late.
Or is it?
You ask
We are anyway fighting the world and the world within. Thats how it has always been
“The Godfather leaves
The least a nation could do is “ it grieves”.
The skies would be filled with joy today.
The 313 of Badr would scream “ its our boy today”
The angels would be proud and singing
In a golden shroud would Geelani be swinging
Even Aadam would stand tall and shout
This is all what bravery is about.
Eisa wont raise him from dead
He never died, He held on to the thread
Moosa would watch and stare at the man
Hamza would scream “ he was part of the plan”
Yousuf would just praise his looks
Sulaiman would say “ i read all your books”
Nooh would stand tall on his ark
Geelani , already be on his mark
Ibrahim would then shake his hand
With Prophet Taking him to promised land
There stands Geelani tall and firm
Before the Lord, thereby to affirm
That he did what was supposed to be done
Face the fire and never run
Till he comes to his return”
Ina lillahi wa ina illaihi rajioon………….
(Gafaar kaak/Paasickdarr)
01.09.2021.
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