She’s India

India is Gandhi, Patel, Shashtri and Nehru

India is Sadbhavna, Satya, Swaraj and Ahimsa

India  is Kashi, Kali, Jaganath and Meenakshi

India is Shivaji, Akbar, Ashoka and Babur

India is St. Francis Xavier, Sri Krishna and Sheik Salim Chishti

She is the towering figure of Indira, Vajpayee and Rajiv, India is the snow capped Himalayas, She is the hot sands of the Thar and the Tigress of the Sundarbans

India is the houseboats on Dal Lake, the Saffron fields of Kashmir and the Tea gardens of Assam

India is Xacuti,Khosha,Zhutho and Dhansak

She is Shah Jahan’s Peacock throne, She’s also the Kohinoor.

India is the music coming out from Anglo-Indian houses, She’s the sound of Azaan mixed with the  sound of temple bells.

India is Ruskin Bond’s novels and the passion of Jim Corbett, She is Kalam, Azad, Bose and Tagore.

She’s also Kabir, Babasaheb, Phule and Guru Nanak

She’s the mighty waves of the Indian ocean and the mighty thoughts of Vivekananda, She’s Basavanna, Adi Shankara and Mirabai

She’s Buddha,She’s Mahavira and She’s also Mother Teresa

She’s the Periera’s, the Kapoor’s, Malik’s, Khan’s the Ahoms, the Khasis, the Iranis and the Colaço’s

India is the Gopura of the Virupaksha temple, She’s the Minarets of the Taj Mahal and the white façade of Velankanni, She’s the Tomb of Humayun, the serenity of Kedarnath and the bustle of Bombay.

India is RK Lakshman, Malgudi and Mahabharata

She’s the Brahmaputra ,She’s also the Hooghly.

She is a Bodo, She’s a Karbi, She’s a Mizo,She’s a Garo. She’s also a Sentilesse, and a Santhal.

India is in Birmingham,Brampton, Burma and other far away lands like Malaya, Singapore and Africa.

She’s the Sitar playing in the background of a Beatles song, She’s the Ghazals of Rafi and Chants of Om.

India is  an old structural Temple,  A beautiful Anglican church and a grand Mosque, grander than even the grandest

She’s the Qutub Minar, the Stupa at Sanchi and the Mahals of Jaipur

She’s the loud music of a wedding procession, She’s the serenity of Coorg, She’s also the chirping of the bulbul

India is not Hatred, Bigotry, Violence or Intolerance

She is soothing, peaceful and calm

She’s a champion of Democracy, Justice and Hope

India is Inclusive, Secular and Tolerant towards all

India is home to me and a billion more.

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I am Gandhi

Celebrating 150 years of the man who won many wars but killed nobody.

 

I am the barefoot boy, I wear rugged clothes and I’m dirty, I am Gandhi
I am a Harijan, I am an untouchable, I am Gandhi
I am the half-naked fakir, I am Gandhi
I am the mighty Ganges, I am the Himalayas, I am the Brahmaputra, I am Gandhi
I am the victim of patriarchy, I am the sick, I am Gandhi
I am the thousand languages spoken on this land, I’m the native tongue, I am Gandhi
I am the smell of flowers and the sound of  prayer bells, I am Gandhi
I am the girl who refused to pay dowry, I am Gandhi
I am the farmer, I till the soil, I sow the seeds, I am Gandhi
I am the gentle old woman, I am Gandhi
I am the colours of this country, I am Gandhi
I am the tribal man, I’m called a savage man, I am Gandhi
I am the oppressed, I am the suffocated, I am Gandhi
I am the widowed woman, I am a social outcast, I am Gandhi
I am the sacred forests, I am the fertile land, I am Gandhi
I am the truth, I am non-violence, I am the soul of this land, I am Gandhi
I am purity, I am peace, I am serenity, I am only way forward, I am Gandhi
I am the man they shot, my ideas they try to kill, they say all I did was nothing, yet I am the truth
I am India, I am Gandhi

#IamGandhi
#Gandhi150

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Glossary-

1.Harijan- lower class or caste

2.Fakir- Muslim (or, loosely, a Hindu) religious ascetic who lives solely on alms.

3. Dowry- A payment made by a bride to marry a man

Not in my name!

When they use my name to kill a boy

A boy with hopes

A boy with dreams

I say “don’t use my name”

 

When they use my name to add fuel to flames

Flames of violence

Flames of intolerance

I say “don’t use my name

 

When they use my name to discriminate

Boxes of race

Boxes of religion

I say “don’t use my name”

 

When they use my name to justify murder

A murder of another human

A murder of humanity

I say “don’t use my name

 

When they use my name to torture people

People with love

People without laughter

I say “don’t use my name”

 

When they use my name to launch weapons

To start mindless wars

To kill little children

I say “don’t use my name”

 

When they use my name to divide society

Building walls of hatred

Building walls of greed

I say “don’t use my name”

 

When they use my name to oppress another race

Without compassion

Without a conscience

I say “don’t use my name

 

When they use my name to start making us hate

Making us hate our brothers

Making us hate our sisters

I say “don’t use my name”

 

But if they use my name for love and peace

To bring together communities

I’ll gladly let them use my name!

 

Background- 

This post has been written in honor of Mahatma Gandhi- A true champion of love and non-violence!

Genocides,wars and massacres have always been carried out in the name of innocent citizens.Extremists have always used religion, race, creed and nationality to justify violence. This post is on behalf of all the people across the world who are ashamed of the killings, discrimination and bloodshed which has been carried out in their name!

Stand up and tell the world, you don’t support violence and hatred!

Screenshot_20180728-160139~2“An eye for an eye only ends up making the whole world blind” – Mahatma Gandhi

 

ARE WE REALLY NICE?

Are we nice to those who look different and speak different languages than the one we do?

Are we nice to those who eat different foods and wear different clothes?

Are we nice to  *ALL* ethnic groups or are some groups out of our nice radar?

Are we nice to those who are brown, and those who are poor? And are we nice to people who have been oppressed?

Or are we only nice to those who look like us and speak like us and shop like us?

Are we nice or are we ignorant?