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2011-10-13T16:56:00.000+05:30

iRant : The Birth of the Legendary Troll

from	XYZ XYZ@gmail.com
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cc		ABC
date		Thu, Oct 13, 2011 at 3:57 PM
subject		Re: You Asked for it

Have you lost your mind?

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from	iRant@gmail.com
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date		Thu, Oct 13, 2011 at 4:28 PM
subject		Re: You Asked for it

Thats such a low accusation that i don't even wish to entertain it with a decent reply.
I mean when people ask others "have you lost your mind?" what do they wish to "really" ask?? Inversely, Is there any way to "find" your mind?? Has anyone asked that question outside of any Matrix Rip-Off?
Or Is it possible that a person just walks around with his mind under his arm and upon discovering suddenly that its not there, he starts acting irrationally and foolishly?
Or is it that any person who is acting irrationally must have looked down to discover that he had dropped his mind while crossing the road or might have left it in the Bus and that the sheer grief of losing something as personal as One's Mind (as opposed to a new Phone or a Car) is enough to drive him to insanity while the loss of other possessions merely serve to make him sadder?
Also, since it has been conclusively proved that No one really finds his Mind, then how can you just assume that i have lost my mind?

In fact your question is equivalent to this conversation pasted Below :

Tom : Hey, Did you get my Asthma Inhaler from the Pharmacy?
Jerry : What?
Tom : I need my Inhaler,Man.Iam dying.
Jerry : Here....i got you the DVD of Rocky 4 instead. We can watch it tonight.
Tom : Have you lost your mind?

In the great Old language of Latinos, we would call your reaction to my email a non-sequitur.
Please refrain from further such knee-jerk reactions in the future.

2011-08-30T11:25:00.000+05:30

Learnings from the Lokpal Movement

I think everyone should be happy with the resolution that came across from the whole political and social problem. I think the nature and scale of the agitations were unprecedented since the '75 Emergency and it points out various important things that we should not ignore.

The people who have been selected democratically are so far away from the actual pulse of the People that the common man (rich and poor alike) relate with Anna Hazare more than their own Parliamentarians.

This is a slap on the face of our democratic structure and needs to be rectified as soon as possible. How can the people of Saran be satisfied when their Elected Representative Mr Laloo Yadav says that even after 5 months of issue being discussed in Parliament that he hasnt gone through the entire draft of the Proposed Lokpal Bill, let alone the Jan Lokpal Bill? If that is the case, is the voting in of the various drafts really to be considered historic? Or something that we should be proud of?

As Arvind Kejriwal pointed out, "This Country isnt being run by People, or their Democratically elected Representatives rather by the Party High command".

Are we being led to believe that all of the wise men that we deemed necessary to run our country and act as our voices, No One actually has an individual opinion? That among the 205 Members from the INC, only the voice of Sonia Gandhi is sagacious and the rest have no Individual Opinion about any Issue (the same applies to all Political Parties)?

In which case, we should not waste time having discussions in that Yes-Men Filled Dome which is the center of our Democracy. We might as well declare our Democracy null and void and implement a China-Like regime where all decisions are made by a Central Group of Politicians without any consultation from Anyone Else.

The reason why this movement caught the public's imagination and fanned their ire is because we have lost faith in our Elected Representatives. We, as a people, have a tendency to idolise people. Larger than life figures attract us and we give more weightage to their words. Which is probably why we chose to Idolise a 74-year Old Gandhian rather than a Young Former IRS Officer who knows much more about the functioning of the Government than the aforementioned gentleman. Which is exactly why we keep on Electing the same Larger-than-life Personalities with corrupted pasts back into the Lok Sabha.

We all know that a change is needed. We know we have the power to bring about the change. Do we have the Fortitude and the Courage to do so (and for a lot of people, the necessary knowledge to make the distinction)? Do the Representatives have largesse to become what they were always supposed to be?

As far as the Lokpal is concerned, no one (except some people from Team Anna) is claiming that this Bill will solve corruption once and for all. Corruption is not a disease that a pill (read bill) can cure. It is a Hypocritical and Immoralistic way of taking a shortcut to Success.

We, as Indians, love to find Shortcuts. We are constantly fighting,competing and pushing our way through life against 1.2 Billion others like us.This is en-grained into us so that we don't get washed away in the torrent that is our world. We have learnt to embrace and be happy about any shortcut that helps us along the way and we have learnt to reject our Morals occasionally for our Greater Good.

This Culture of Immorality is within us all, coursing through our veins. A Bill cant change the way all of us think.Unless, it is implemented and executed well. A person will not go the wrong way on a one-way street if he saw a Cop standing there.

It is this fear that needs to be instilled into the corrupt. The fear of reprisal is strong enough to warrant a change of behaviour. That is the only way and we need a strong Lokpal Bill to be implemented for that. I do not wish to discuss the formalities of the Contents of the Bill as there are many views and counter-views already present in the popular media. I think everyone can make up their own mind about the contents based on which viewpoint they endorse.I Only wish to have a strong Bill and not one for the sake of just having One.

However, what i would like to point out here is the Rise and Fall of the Fourth Estate. The Media is supposed to be the most important pillar of our nation apart from Judiciary, Executive and Legislature. They were critical to the cause and their continued coverage ensured that the support for the Movement only grew. They also reveled in Blatant Yellow Journalism when certain sections started questioning the credentials of Anna Hazare. They invited prominent politicians and Noted Celebrities to talk about trivial topics such as Om Puri and Kiran Bedi's inflammatory statements which threatened to sidetrack the main issue and its resolution. They also made the elementary mistake of taking sides during the entire Issue. Noted Anchors like Barkha Dutt and Arnab Goswami regularly called Guest Speakers to discuss various topics and showed their bias during those discussions.They also tended to show a very immature and irresponsible attitude after the 10th day whereby they focused only on when the fast would break rather than the proper Tabling of the Issue in Parliament. I believe that like the three mainstays of our Democracy, the Media also shares a responsibility towards our People and they should uphold greater standards of this Duty in the Future as they help shape the Opinion of the Public.

Lastly, this Issue taught us many things. But most of all it shows that the Real Power lies with the people. We need to use this power and not let it rot away. We need to be more than Citizens of our Great country. We need to be Guardians. We need to rise above our Individual Needs and tend to the wounds of our Nation. She may be ill but she isn't incurable.

"First they ignore you, then they laugh at you, then they fight you, then you win." - MK Gandhi (Courtesy Ajay Patel)

2010-04-19T00:41:00.001+05:30

Who Says

Who says that i cant be free

from all of the things that i used to be

Rewrite my History

Who says i cant be free

I hum these lines as I trudge along in the Cool Bangalore Night, a gentle, refreshing breeze blows up against my face while I close my eyes and keep walking. I haven’t felt this close to happiness in a long time. Maybe, Ignorance is bliss.

I don’t believe for a second that the meaning of the words escapes me. I don’t know what it is about the gentle breeze that makes me forget. And lets me Hope. Just for a moment, it lets me breathe and lets me dream. Of Independence. Of being unshackled. If only for a fleeting moment.

2009-10-15T23:38:00.002+05:30

The Night that Didnt Happen

I woke up the next morning not knowing how i had managed to reach

where i had.

There was a headache that derived its origins from within the skulled

confines of my head.

But there was an even bigger throbbing pain in my head and it

continued to poke my brain till the combination seemed to drive me up

the wall.

The latter pain was about me trying to find out.

About what went actually happened to me....why did i have fragments of memory in my head

dangling like incoherent threads from the roof of my consciousness.

Random flashes of things that i saw, that made no sense....until....my

friends started to tell me what had happened.

I was out partying with friends and as usual, was having a great time

doing what i do best...acting stupid !!

And God knows that i dont need any derivative of any hydroxylic drink

to get me there.

I love the unbridled joy of chaos and mayhem amidst all the order that

the world surrounds itself with.

So the last thing i remember is walking back from the restroom at

Kiva's (the Red Indian on the Menu seemed like a Jolly Ole Fella) and

then i blanked out. Looking back at the Photos, i did some very

questionable things afterwards (which i have no recollection of)

But the most of the things that i did were not captured on any medium of

imagery but are mostly based on the stuff said by people around who

did me a HUGE favour by lugging me back(failing which i would have

ended up in some Pune Jail,half-naked)

According to eyewitness reports, these are some of the things that i

did

1) Did Push-Ups after getting down from the auto.

2) Asked a Steward for his opinion on my actions.

3) Hung my head outside the auto like a mad dog.

4) Discussed algebra with some very happy looking SIBM students and

one Nerd.

5) Refused to get into any Autorickshaw or for that matter, any lift.

6) Lay down near the Guardhouse While a friend decided to hug a cute

black dog.

All of the Above things were indisputably confirmed by various

witnesses (some reliable, others more reliable).

However, due to my forgetful nature, i do not remember any of these things.

At All !!!

PS - I had apparently lost it after a particularly fiery shot of

Fireshot sumthing (i feel like such a Barney Stinson coz i dont

remember the name of the thing that screwed me the night before).

PS 2 - Iam kinda guilty about the stuff i made my friends go through,

but i sure as hell am proud to have such a faithful bunch of Hellraisers !!

PS 3 - Due to the amazing acts of Drunken Bravado, i missed out on a

night of Pool.

PS P - I think iam done

2009-08-17T20:35:00.003+05:30

Some of the Things that made their way through my head today

Usain Bolt, Rahul Dravid, Real Madrid, Barcelona, El Clasico, CAT,
How iam gonna flunk "major" in CAT, How iam gonna kill myself when i flunk major in CAT,
Lin Dan, Eric Cartman's Jew Theory, 26th March, Mom's Lauki Malai, Buddhism.
Lionel Messi, APJ Abdul Kalam, The Tricolour, Prawn Pickle, Aloo ke Paranthe,
Methi ke Paranthe,Swine Flu, Bird Flu, Lunch Line.
Dead Poet's Society, TJ , The 3-Deep DFS binge,Fernando Torres, Cristiano Ronaldo,
Steven Gerrard,Alex Curran, RD-GAS transition.
Hatred, Insignificance, Hitler, Mahatma Gandhi, George Clooney, Listlessness,
Not Belonging, My Face in the Mirror,Being Undeserving, Being Loved,
Working out problems, Working out, Lying around, My Parents, The Light,
The Darkness, Relative Intelligence.
Genelia D'souza, Brooklyn Decker, Ginger Kids, Mutt-Key,
How much ass-age Reliance sucks, Time, Boredom, Loneliness, Death, Clowns.

PS - You are what you think, so what does that make me?

2009-08-14T11:36:00.014+05:30

Impressionz

Glass Half Empty

Patriotic Fries

A Plateful of Smiles

The Burning Man
Shades at Dusk

The World Upside Down

2008-08-12T15:37:00.002+05:30

Do i turn Jehadi ?

As the fire burns down and Bangalore and Ahmedabad recover from the serial blasts that crippled life and turned the city into a chaotic mess, a very surreal thought enters my already turbulent mind.
What does an IT professional, preoccupied with the monotonous work and the veritable peanuts, give back to the country that he lives in.
The country that harbours , nurtures and provides him with every opportunity to feel happiness and prosperity.
Does a "Jehadi" do better for his ?

We live our self-centered lives in the hope of improving our own plight, worrying about not being appreciated and celebrated. Or does our Patriotism confine itselfto supporting our equally self-centered Cricketers in their pursuit of money and fame.
We take pride in the achievements of a few people. We do our best to reduce thatdreaded column in our payslips that reads "Income Tax" to a bare minimum (or nothing).Infact, this is fairly well-planned. For us.

India.
A nation of almost 2 Billion.
The Largest Democracy in the world.
A Nation with the second fastest growing economy.
A Nation Often crippled by acts of terrorism.
A Nation filled to the brim with the educated middle class who lead their consumer-driven lives with nothing resembling remorse.
Are we another USA in the making?

A few individuals with deep pockets plan from afar and end up terrorising us.Our Freedom, our Happiness is snatched away from us.
DO we fight it?
If yes, how ???
Why cant our Ambanis and Mallyas donate just 1% of their incomes into fighting fire with fire ??? (a la,the Bin Laden Family)
Why cant we March into their homes and give them the same Fear that we feel now?
How about a crack team of mercenaries unleashing hell on a terror warlord and then disappearing into the night ?

Iam a staunch believer in Mahatma Gandhi's non-violent ways.
But there are sometimesthat turning the other cheek is not advisable.
It is often said that peace is just the pre-cursor to a war.That conflict is inevitable and is the only constant.
We know that and we have felt it time and again. Terrorism is just a war being raged uponthe civilian population by a phantom enemy.
And we cant let them win when we know that weare better than them.

Why cant we use our computer skills; the same skills that drive and control the most powerful of all worlds, the internet.
It is no wrong thing to say that our war is partly fought in the bytes that make up the web.
It is a world which is constantly discovering its own strengths and frailties.
And it is this grey are that these terrorists take advantage of.

We must let these people know that anyone who thinks that they can use the annonymity of theWorld Wide Web to instill fear and terror in the hearts of our brethren that they have an oppponent that they haven't expected and comprehended. An Opponent who will outlast and outwit them in a way that will leave them gasping.
Lets raise our voices and let them tremble from the timbre of our roar.

2008-07-18T18:33:00.004+05:30

Life

Life is all about the Bonds that we create for ourselves.
Glorifying in their comfort and squirming at the bondage simultaneously.
We fashion ourselves in a parasitic and indulgent manner just so that we could
feel more at home in the chains that we comfortably bind ourselves in.
The very same chains that we once assumed we were safe from....
The very same chains that became our necessity without even our knowledge.

It sounds like a complete cliche, but the fact remains that we have never
been as helpless in our lives.
The monotonous days that every person experiences and goes through thinking how
much better it wud be for the person who walked by with a smile on his face but oblivious to the
possibility that the same person could be feeling nothing but a glint of ironical satire at his own misery.
No one's having a perfect day....and no one's likely to have it either.

Why is it so??
Why has Mankind degraded to such depths that even the simplest of emotions seem impossible??

The Answer lies within us.
It is because of what we have become.
All our lives are spent in the pursuit of an existence that we dont need.
We are led to believe in happiness being the destination to a very arduous journey.
We continue to run after mirages with dreams of salvation and we dont realise how
futile everything actually is.
Whatever we accumulate is just an illusion of comfort that we believe in, but never truly had.

Man is designed to feel and sense.
Not to be a Storage device so that he can store away
his happiness for a perfect end that might never even arrive.
We Shouldnt deny ourselves any pleasure that is afforded to us.
And we should learn to do what we want to...and forget about what is to be done.
Atleast once in a while.

" The best thing about you is that there's no one like you"

2007-06-18T21:15:00.000+05:30

Campeones Again

Real Madrid are Champions again....Typical of them this season, the merengues came back from behind to win and extinguish the hopes of a rampant Barcelona side with a facile 3-1 win over a stubborn Mallorca side.

Goals from Jose Antonio Reyes (2) and Mohammadou Diarra finally ended the four year wait for Real and gave Roberto Carlos and David Beckham a fitting send-off gift. The occasion was embellished by the presence of Tom Cruise,Katie Holmes and Rafael Nadal (who is ironically a Madrid & Mallorca Fan). Rafa even had tears in his eyes when madrid scored the third goal. Absolutely Brilliant!!

Iker Casillas, a stalwart of the side for years, was also in tears as the final seconds ticked away, heralding Madrid's 30th League title. So many emotions were visible from all the people involved with "The Club of the 20th Century" , especially the fans.

The future is uncertain and the road ahead seems tough...but for now, we are Kings again.

2007-06-10T02:34:00.000+05:30

The Passion of the Fan

I write this long overdue entry as a wave of emotion sweeps over me.This is written exactly 5 minutes after witnessing the most thrilling La liga in ages wind down into its final week.This La liga season has been a very see-saw affair with the title race being a three way dog-fight between Traditional enemies Barcelona FC and Real Madrid CF and new-boys Sevilla FC.And although millions of blogs, such as mine, will not have ample space to touch upon the Madrid-Barca rivalry (El Classico,for the literate),it goes beyond saying that any title race between the two will surpass the usual Premier League Rivalry. Sevilla ,on the other hand, are the only team in over two decades to successfully defend the UEFA Cup and they themselves boast of a side worthy of considerable bragging. However, this blog deals with something else.
I have always been a Football enthusiast right from the early days when Dennis Bergkamp used to strike wondrous goals for Holland and when Romario was always on the scoresheet. But my metamorphosis from a normal fan to wakes-up-in-the-nite-to-watch-matches fan was due to a certain team of Galacticos in 2001. The Real Madrid team for many people is about over-bulging pockets of money and Underperformance. But for me, Real Madrid will always be about the season of 2000-2001. Their football was not just a game but rather a way of artistic expression. The purpose of their football was not to grind out victories (which in hindsight, cost the coach Vicente Del Bosque his job) but to show the boy sitting at his home thousands of miles away, just how beautiful a game could be. They were not just players for me; they were idols who rose above the mediocrity around them once a day every week.Without Fail.Without Complaint.
They didn't always win. They lost to Bayern Munich (apparently their bogey team) in the Champion's League. But they were majestic in defeat. I still remember how they made Bayern run around in circles and basically cringe their way to victory. Somehow the insurmountable hurt was overcome when the merengues lifted the la liga crown. With Luis Figo rampaging down the right flank and Steve Mcmanaman doing the same on the left, oppositions were left to wonder who would get the final goalward touch. It was like watching an Orchestrated Ballet happen with Raul finishing with his Trademark left-footed chip. Perhaps as some form of justice, Figo was chosen as the Year's Best Footballer.
It didn't stop there either. The advent of Zidane served as a new era for Madrid. With age and a debilitating ankle injury, Figo lost some of his invincibility on the flanks and Madrid coped brilliantly by superb one-touch football and captivating one-twos through the center. Even now, they weren't winning everything. But they dazzled for sure. Who can forget Zidane's Amazing left-footed volley to win the Champion's League in 2002 (people who haven't been fortunate enough to witness, dont bother to answer!).
That was Real Madrid. Brilliant and inconsistent.
Circa 2007. Madrid haven't won a trophy in four years. They have one of the most costliest squads. But the results are tough to come by.Their Brand of football is regimented and rigid. Their choice of coaches is as fickle as the monsoon weather. This is Real Madrid now.

Lets come back to the title chase, Real Madrid were leaders atop the liga tied with Barcelona into the penultimate match. Madrid quickly went one down against Zaragoza. Barcelona followed suit against Espanyol. But Messi scored another Maradona style goal (Anyone remember "The Hand of God" goal) to pull them level. At this stage Barca are gonna edge Madrid. Come the second half, Madrid equalise only for Zaragoza to go ahead again. To make matters worse, Barca and Messi score again to go one up. Madrid have almost run out of gas on the home stretch.
With a last gasp effort, Nistelrooy scores for Madrid to pull them even. And exactly 20 seconds later Tamudo scores for Espanyol to square things up. Both matches end 2-2 and Madrid are still top with a match to go, their destiny firmly in their own hands. Sevilla, meanwhile are still in it but barely after drawing at Mallorca.

I'm as, you would call, a Madridista and tonight i have been awakened after my long dormancy. It feels good to be awake.

"Not all who are dreaming are sleeping"

2007-01-22T23:29:00.000+05:30

Racism : A Pigment of our Imagination?

How much of a racist do you really think you are?? Chances are you are more than you think you are....We have an inherent way of defending ourselves and our flaws by using logic that is generally tough to explain to some one else.And such is the case with us Indians when it comes to racism.We have of glorifying our racist naturewith a very nonchalant air.However,we are also equally quick to cry foul whenever some Caucasian does it and immediately seek World Sympathy...
The truth is that we are a country with a racial culture that is too deeply ingrained in us to ever be rid of completely.The Same Aryan blood that coursed thru the veins of Hitler is present in all of us.It is a symbol of our racial superiority and dormant as it may be,its not dead.
Isnt religion,race,caste,language and colour all part of the same dirty thing called discrimination?The bad thing about us is that we are the worst hypocrites when it comes to racism.We practise it more than the "racist" Caucasians.We are fraught with Bigotry and Prejudice.
So,the next time Shilpa Shetty is singing "Dont Cry for me,India" and secretly wishing for you to do the exact opposite,take your time,sit down,think and realise just how bad that person must have felt when you "teased" him about his skin colour.I have done it a thousand times and never have i been able to justify my actions to myself.
And neither can u.

Corporate Lesson
"Encourage Protocol but Kill Bureaucracy" - Ajay Patel

2006-11-18T04:28:00.002+05:30

What happens when a good-looking,intelligent guy doesnt seem to find any girl attractive??Rumours abound...And his Close Coterie of Confidants(friends) are quick enough to jump at the chance faster than a flock of vultures over a carcass.Jokes run riot and soon everybody's joined in...Just One of those days in the 1st Sem....

H-RAT

The night was dark and lovely too
And you took my breath away when i met you
But then you grabbed my penis
When i was gazing at Venus
I jumped and screamed "Hey!!"
Only to realise that you were gay
I was so shocked and so jolted
that i grabbed my poncho and i bolted
But you followed me back to my house
And then i realised that u were a mouse
I was almost mesmerised by your gait
So i used my neighbour as bait
I figured he'd be safe with all that Fat
But i didn't know you were The Homosexual Rat
I couldn't see with all that fur
But you fucked him and said "Thank you Sir"

PS - Erm...Whatever!!!

2006-11-18T04:17:00.000+05:30

Goodbye Blue Sky

Remember when you were young?
Running around just because you didnt want to care...sitting by the road absent-mindedly chucking stones about....when time was a luxury...having those "deep" conversations with your friends about growing up and so wanting to do all the things that you were told not to do.
Its funny because i dont do any of these things anymore and havent even thought of giving them a try for a while.These "things" that we used to do,were so fundamental,so instinctive that no child ever had to think twice about wondering aloud about the Stars.Atleast i never did.But I dont feel the way i used to and the child i was would never be able to relate to the Man Iam now.
But somewhere along the way maybe we lost our instinctivity and we learned "how"to live,like a caged bird.The only difference being our desire to NOT escape into the free skies...we got used to the life that others had built around us,for us.
The loss of Innocence had nothing to do with the advent of Cable TV or the Internet.It was our ability to unlearn what is intrinsically within us,given to us by nature.We have managed to change a lot of things around us,everything that we wished to change....but we also changed ourselves.

"Look mummy, there's an aeroplane up in the sky"

2006-10-14T03:06:00.000+05:30

Building the Wall

"The Wall" ...one of the greatest albums of ALL time(Some might say THE best but im a staunch Dark Side of the Moon supporter)....
One of the most lasting symbols of division(dont tell me you have forgotten the images of the Berlin Wall being Dismantled by the common man)....
A symbol of the security blanket we wrap around ourselves....Coz Everyone does it.
Even the most extroverted fella who swears on his mum that he is comfortable wid absolutely every one needs to build the wall around him so that he can sleep comfortably.
This,instead of being illogical,is an actuality which everyone comes to terms with,often grudgingly,and generally only to himself.
But dont worry dude,its ok...it really is.It doesnt make u an outcast bcoz EVERYONE does it (and needs to do it).
But hidden beneath all these layers of deep symbolism (which themselves are veiled in human nature),lie the truth that the biggest fear of each individual is the fear of segregation i.e of being left out alone.
Thats why we crave for companionship,for the constant need to leave his self-induced seclusion.We are all scared of being alone and thats why we try to fit in wherever we go.
Look around us,it happens everywhere...The Marwari-fication of people all around...the new-found friendships....the need to please people around you by acting like a sweet soul !!

Q - Then why would anyone want to build a wall around them??
A - Its bcoz we know we are different from everyone else and that is a scary prospect for us....So we hide our feelings in order to get acceptance....
Btw, Do you know why im such a HUGE Dark side... Fan.
1) Not jez because it stayed in Billboard Top 100 for 14 years!! (Now thats AWESOME!!!)
2) Not jez because it is one the most listenable of Floyd albums
3) Not jez bcoz of the Syd Barrett-inspired songs

I love it bcoz it connects with me....jez like it connected with a lotta people because it is an album that is all about(In Roger Waters' Own Words) "Defending the notion of being different".
Sadly,not many people do it!!

Its What I had felt exactly 12 days after the Iraq War!!

2005-12-11T18:49:00.000+05:30

The War

In a city that never sleeps
A son has died and a mother weeps
In a war where so many die
No answers given to cries of why
In an ocean of blood and tears
We are drowning in our own fears
The seed of hatred is already sown
But the flower of forgiveness hasn’t grown
In a world made of black and white
The darkness slowly engulfs the light
In the cold of the winter season
We all lost our sense of reason
In a world which is full of hate
And destinies snatched through the hands of fate
And now it moves to the summer heat
And history is all set to repeat
The cradle of culture is in ruins again
The smile on a child’s face replaced by pain
Like we sow, so shall we reap
The dead shall rise from graves, no matter how deep
Is religion greater than kith and kin?
And equality be based on the colour of your skin?
Hope and history shall never rhyme
And the future shall reveal each crime