Musings bt Vinti

Finding Peace

Finding the road that leads to peace is never a straightforward one. It has so many twists, turns, halts and at times you feel that you might have lost your way a bit.

There is traffic of all kinds on the way which comes in all kinds of sizes, shapes and shades.

There are friends, relatives, social keepers and providers, and walkersby. Some you inherit, some you invite, some you don’t, some are part of you, some you are a part off. Some are present, some are past, some are between past and present. What and who to keep, to distance, to nurture, to carry can sometimes mentally trap and swamp you as you are forced to dwaddle between head and heart.

Then there are tasks, some everyday, some necessary, some unnecessary, some pleasant, and some pleasant. Which one to do and when to do are again daily negotiations. Before you know it, the day is through and you are still standing holding another bundle of them.

Then there are fears, insecurities and emotions. Some you can control, some you can hide, some you can ignore and some just appear, rant and rain as and when the sky is blue and bright or when the sky is dark, cloudy and menancing.

Then there are aspirations and dreams, Some you live, some you rue and regret, some you bury, some you still harbor. Each of them has their own stories of birth, life and death

Then finally there are voices in your head, the monkey chatter never ceasing, perhaps only slowing when your head turns heavy and eyes droopy with sleep and fatigue.

A million zillion thoughts and feelings all crisscrossing in the millionth of a second, the distance between the head and heart.

But there is still that early morning glow of the sunlight that beckons you hither day after day which keeps you walking in that long journey to find peace within and outside.

But then there is that call in the smiles of people, in the feeling of a slow complete breath, in the calmness of gentle music, in the voice of the masters and the experience of the fleeting light of the supreme that tells you that peace is right here in this moment. The journey is not long, it just longs to be richer and deeper..


Citizens standing for Peace

14th of February 2019 henceforth, will no more stand for Valentine’s Day, instead it will be remembered as a day when a terrorist rammed hundreds of kg of RDX in a CRPF convoy killing 44 soldiers in Jammu and Kashmir.

It is an irony that a day meant for celebration for love turned thereafter, literally into an opportunity for self proclaimed nationalists to spew hatred and revenge. Some did it in television rooms, some in social media groups, and some even took to the streets to beat and intimidate. There were mobs, that not only took to gheraoing institutions to hound Kashmiri students, but also forced landlords to forcibly make these students vacate their rooms. Some others tried to find political legitimacy in market places by unleashing terror on helpless traders. There was mourning no doubt, but there was mayhem too by lumpen elements and some over-enthusiastic zealots keen to prove their nationalistic superiority through war-mongering.

Even after three days had elapsed, the madness had not stopped, although it had considerably been contained, with some contribution by disciplined institutional mechanisms of the establishment. However if something or someone made the difference in not allowing communal mindsets to completely take over the political discourse of the country, it was the role played by ordinary citizens across the country who rallied around for peace and restraint. Some gave clarion calls to debunk fake news and forwards, some shamed the hyper active war-mongers, and some willingly opened their homes to give shelter to students and persons who had been targeted. Some went to court to ensure protection mechanisms, some took to social media to negate the glories of aggression, some wrote moving stories of how families were destroyed in the wake of war.

The massacre was horrifying, but the intent of terrorism was far deeper than just the killing of 40 plus soldiers. It was an act of aggression to widen communal fault lines within society, and create more stooges of terror across the length and breadth of the country. This is where they faced the might of some ordinary citizens who rallied around the principles of the constitution and ensured that this country remains committed to the cause of peace and harmony.