Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Branded Father???

Heard of branded shirt, jeans, shawl, bed sheet etc. We are crazy about getting cloths from Levis jeans, Lee T-shirts, Addidas shoes, Kashmiri shawl but have anyone heard of the “branded father” and have you owned any?

It seems like a puzzle but it is not something you need to break your head to solve the above question. I was in a chatting mood and have been talking about our first year in the respective colleges and places outside Manipur with my friends. Fortunately, all my friends in Delhi with whom I stayed for 7 years don’t have a “branded father”. So we all get along very well and there was no ego class and luxury show among us. In fact, we all are from different corner of the Manipur though we all are bound with a similar thread of struggling middle class family. We share everything about our parents sacrifice to send us here, financial problems, brothers, sister’s study and all that. Sometime we all laugh together saying that how come we have met here in Delhi though we belong to different place and not even known to each other in Manipur. Now we all are living separately in different places in Delhi & NCR but we stay connected all the time. We still thought we should catch up whenever we have time and we still feel that it is important to wish at the middle of the night with the surprise cake in each other’s birthday though we are too old now to do all these childish act. That’s the bond we have made in all those years of our stay in Delhi with lots of fight, crying and sobbing, especially ME.

I catch up with them last month and we are in mood to pick some people whom we met during college time. I was telling them do you remember their first question when they met us for the first time? Who is your father? What does he do in Manipur? I mean which department and what position? For me, it’s quite new that time to answer such question because what I know about my father is that he is a good father to me and not that whether he is known as a servant or a tycoon in the society. Irrespective of his job I’m always proud of my father and no stupid thought have ever crossed my mind that I wish my father is an AIS officer so that I can feel proud of or Oh shit! I’m feeling so ashamed because he is in such a lower position in his office??? But in some fractions of our society it’s a custom to look down others for the position of his/her father. I won’t generalize all, but we met such fractions here and there tattooing their branded father’s name on their forehead. They will never look into themselves what they are up to but obviously raise their eyebrows saying; Oh you know what my father is a director and my father do this and that. And we called their father as “branded father” like the brand Lee, Levis, Benetton of clothe lines. Once I had just replied to a college friend that how come you are so foolish while your father is so famous and so powerful while she started teasing a friend? I think from that day onwards we haven’t spoken till now. I don’t feel bad but I thought it would caution her from asking the same idiotic question to others and raising her eyebrows. Sadly we live in a society where money, power and fake reputation matters a lot.

We are kind of community where we feel proud of being paid for bribe and having capability to pay bribe. Such attitudes are buried under the skins & skulls of some fractions of people instead of feeling shame and irresponsible. They are responsible for spreading the caste system between the poor, middle and elite class people in Manipur while we are already suffered from the caste system of religion. Let’s take an example. Whose parents are not proud of saying that my son got through into sub inspector job, Commandos, and IRB by paying 10-20 lakhs? Such incapability of people in our society to judge human morality & value begun from people’s craze to own more money, power and one minute fame by paying bucks and using the wrong means. Of course, what all they are racing today is just to have a branded father or to become one in future. No one thinks in the moral ground. In fact, we study moral lessons only in schools without understanding them and we left that after we finish school. That’s the main problem with all of us. That’s the main reason why Manipuris are proud of a “Branded Father”. Thankfully, I didn’t spend my entire childhood in singing moral science in schools as I have escaped from capturing in a missionary schools and following their school of thoughts then furthering the same thoughts in the form of alumni.

This post is dedicated to my long lost friend who is regretted so much after finding out that I don’t own a “Branded Father”. I hope you will enjoy reading it sometime. But of course, I’m happy for you because you are born to a “Branded Father”. And I never miss you for the reason that I don’t owe a friend in you.

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Finally the Section 377 struck my mind.

I was just sitting tired and sipping coffee so that I can at least clearly see the face of the professor teaching in the class. There is no energy left with me to listen and concentrate on something after a long self-digging session in office. It was my first day in family law class. After office I run to attend the class but there was no professor so just passing my time by reading some old sms. Most of my classmates are 40-50 years old. The next man sitting besides me was discussing about the guy/lesbians/bisexuals and section 377. I was trying to convince myself, no argument in the first class. I know it’s a bad habit for me.

But I couldn’t resist anymore. Few words from his big mouth ignite my much provoked mind. He was discussing for a protest against legalization of guy marriage or homosexual marriage and calling them as mentally ill as commented by baba Ramdev. My first question must have shocked him. Why did you marry a woman instead of a man? He answered me what can I marry then?? There starts the argument. We have only three ladies in the whole class as most of ladies opt for the afternoon and morning session. Yes, I’m among the minority in the class. The conversation was quite interesting and I had a nice time arguing with them and later on I was afraid of something. Oh! They must have thought that I’m also seeing a woman and henceforth I’m so much concerned about such issue. They must be thinking that I’m hurt with their words. Oops!! Let it be. Who cares?? That’s what I told myself.

The first gay marriage in Imphal was really a great step taken by them despite of the fact that their family opposed the marriage and separated later on. But why should we care only about how long a marriage last. Even for the marriage among the heterosexuals last less than 24 hrs these days. But the way they were separated was illegal. I don’t know how far Manipur is concerned about the law and its implementation as we are so much bound by norms society. Even after the decriminalization of same sex marriage by the constitution the poor gay couple was separated by filing a case by the parents of the bride. My question goes to the legally bound authority who has accepted the case registered against the married couple. Don’t they have any such updates that such marriages are no more illegal and why should they register a case against those who are willingly agreed to live together? It’s a violation of the sec 14 and 21 of the constitution itself.

We need to change our views on such change in the society. The problem of gay or homosexuals can not be solved by ostracizing them from the society. They existed just like us from the beginning of the human race. Everybody must have watched Mahabharat and it witnessed the existence of the homosexuals from that era. Why should we still have to ignore their existence as a human in our society?

If we keep on protesting against their survival then we are responsible for destroying our own society. I really feel pity for the gay (commonly known as homo in Manipur) having such a terrible life in home. Their emotions are played by some monsters to enjoy their hard earned money. Most of the theatre artist, make-up artist and local designers are run by the gay in Manipur. The Manipuri digital cinema world is survived because of the gay community taking an important role as a backstage artist. We never recognize their inputs in the society but enjoy their show just like they are puppets without a soul. It’s time to accept them to survive in their own without any obstruction from us. If we think deeply they are more responsible citizens of Manipur who are working hard to survive against all the odds and objections from the society instead of picking up gun in hand and involving in extortion & militancy.

Hope our brothers in home can learn some lessons from the gay community for a better and peaceful Manipur.

Monday, March 15, 2010

Talk Non-sense!!

Eat money, eat bullet and talk non-sense!!!

This is the only sentence suited for the politicians in Manipur. E-pao news source wrote about Govt. buying of bullet proof BMW car with a side window glass having thickness of 22mm, to protect their precious life while the people are tortured to live beneath the gunpoint of Commandos and the militants. Why are they feeling so insecure from their own comrades? What about the rest of the civilians in the state? I hope not the govt. is going to ask the center for financing citizen’s bullet proof house for a safety life?

Never knew Manipur govt. is so rich to afford to buy BMW bullet proof car to protect the politicians when even the salaried govt. employees are under forceful fasting due to irregular pay in the state. The prices of food touch the highest peak in the sky and there is no source even for eating. We will come in a time where we have to kill each other and eat while our politicians and bureaucrats will talk nonsense and travel in safe in BMW car or Limousine Car from next budget, probably.

My brothers are hardly here from the last week of February but I’m thankful to myself that I have taken the wise decision to bring them here despite of all the odds I had to face. Even they are influence by the society they lived where only money talks, fashion talks, war talks occupied their mind. No one talks about the price hike of food, politicians’ corruption and govt. policy. Even my brothers don’t feel that they belong to middle class family and they have to work hard to overcome the hurdle in their way. Talks about phone, laptop, music system and branded clothes. Sometime I got irritated even after knowing the fact that they are still too young to understand. That’s the environment they used to live where even the kids grown up with the money talks only. They feel you are useless if you don’t have enough money to feed them.

Coming back to the point i.e. BMW of Politicians. Isn’t it the high time citizens or the NGO’s or organizations in Manipur asked the politicians from where the money to buy a BMW reached to them while the proposal to upgrade the 6th pay commission was flatly denied in the assembly by the CM? I was excited when the news of 6th pay commission was highlighted in the Sangai Express. I called up my father in the morning and said at least we will be able to save some money even if brothers will be here in Delhi. But my father warned me don’t expect too much. It’s Manipur. Nothing works here. Not even the laws you are studying now have anything to do with Manipur. So don’t ever dream of coming back to Manipur and work here. Neither can you work in your own nor can you find a job here. Because you will have intervention from all angle. Even your neighbor can plant a grenade in your courtyard. It’s not too difficult to kill you for thousand bucks in your hand. People surrounds with so much of insecurity from all sections so they never think of life, death, dignity, ego, moral etc. We just live like a walking talking machine.

Sometime I felt why we live like this? Here, we can’t live a peaceful life due to daily race in the big city and trouble from every passing humane on the earth. If you think you are frustrated enough with the situation here, where will you go? That’s a big question. You have to live under the sky of bullets in home without any source of income, food and security of life and most importantly you are not bound to anything and no one is liable for your life. We have reached to the heights of the non-sense, non-ethical society from all directions now.
Daily news in the e-pao is just for time pass now and it has become monotonous. It always zeroed in politicians bullshits, news on clarification for killing from the militants and blame game of the organizations and the race of the bundh, strike and protest.

Really we are left with only few options, eat money, eat bullet and talk non-sense like our politicians.

Monday, March 8, 2010

To the one in Love!!

You waste all that to me, love
For which my soul caged her
The green field
Where the birds sing her hearts out
The fountains
where the soft touch of the water
Tamed the ego of those rocky stones
You, Love
You waste all that to me
Stolen the spring in my life, love
Dreams are too bright to last longer
Hopes are too starry to shine ever
My future cry over in its becoming a past
My spirit stood motionless in sad
Over a past hovering the lies
Oh! You waste all that to me, Love
All my days are gone with the nightly dreams
Dreams awake in the starry night to haunt
Where your footsteps gleams
You waste all that to me, Love
Now I dwelt alone
In the world of death
Where my soul is stagnant tide
No stars would become brighter
No moon would shine more radiant
For a starry dream that just blinks and lost
I rest in the dead bed of flowers
No doubt
Pain never comes again to me now
No doubt
You can't shed tears from my eyes agains
For my soul gives me sigh for a sigh today
All day I shine brighter
Under a sky
Where your starry dreams never comes
Oh! You waste all that to me, Love!!