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SIGNS OF THE TIMES
Reaching out to the flood-hitHumra Quraishi
Kashmir flood of 2014
Where are we heading
to! Towards a very
dismal future. Where
the basic survival
issues are not getting rectified, nor
addressed. Lies and more lies are
mouthed by the establishment,
even as we are drowning…getting
washed away, ruined in every
sense of the term. Today only few
amongst us are being left alive
enough, to be able to swim or
float against the tide, to stay
intact whilst swimming in
turbulent waters.
Kerala flood of 2018
And what’s all this talk about the
Government of India not taking aid from UAE or, for that matter,
from any other country for the
flood affected in Kerala? Why not!
Not to be overlooked the three
basics: Thousands of workers and
professionals from Kerala work
and reside in the Gulf countries.
Also, there is a strong historical
connect between Kerala and the
Gulf, from bygone centuries, when
traders from those lands came to
the coastal belts of Kerala for
trading in spices. Fury taking toll !Yogi Adityanath As news reports come in from the State of Uttar Pradesh where flood fury is taking its toll, one is not too sure whether the Government of India will allow foreign experts and workers to land there to help in rescue and relief operations. After all, ground realities in Uttar Pradesh are frightfully dangerous. There is lawlessness to such an extent that anyone can be lynched or raped or beaten to death in broad daylight. Not to overlook blatant killings by the State in encounters! May be the Narendra Modi Government of India led by Prime Minister Narendra Modi, or even the Yogi government of Uttar Pradesh, would not want any of the foreign workers, flood experts to see the prevailing realities in that State. In fact, I am not too certain whether relief- rescue workers and volunteers from foreign lands would even want to land in Uttar Pradesh! Only to be killed, in one way or the other! Anyway , one has to take solace from the fact that nothing is permanent. Leaving you, with these lines od Gulzar saab ‘ Kuchh bhi qayam nahin hai kuchh bhi nahin /Raat-din gir rahe hain chausar par/ Aundhi –seedhi -sikaudiyon ki tarah/ Mah-o- saal haath lagte hain/ Ungliyon se phisal terahte hain / Kuchh bhi qayam nahin hai kuchh bhi nahin / Aur jo qayam hai ek bus main hoon/ Main jo har pal badalta rahta hoon.’ ( ‘ Nothing is permanent, nothing at all / Days and nights fall on the chausar board / Like kauri shells, some face up others down / The months and years dealt out to you / Slip through your fingers / Nothing is permanent, nothing at all / And what is permanent is me / I , who is changing at every instant.’) |