feeling more and more disillusioned with our lifestyles....cars, electric appliances, more and more computers, malls, multiplexes.....unabated consumerism....
trapped in this quagmire of urban life....unable to bestow anything on our children...for whom life is the sum total of all the above, based on the foundation of familial bonds. Family as the basic unit of collective consumption....consumption as the indicator of happiness...education to replicate a lifestyle that has to be based on increasing consumption....
Is there any liberation from this?
As I see the human lives being wasted in Piplaj.....all displaced from the banks of the river.... I think what else do I expect....
the river Sabarmati...mute witness to history.....the history of non-violence...written in blood....a river that was never allowed to flow....and today has been encroached and constricted into a canal.....to flow submissively with borrowed waters of her sister Narmada, tamed and reigned in to serve Gujarat as its "lifeline".... eternally dammed and damned...
The brooks and streams in the mountains and forests that cradled and fed these rivers now hurtle down with no trees nor grass to caress and soothe as it flows.....tears of the earth...violated and raped...only to be caged in a miserable reservoir
What else do I expect to happen to those human beings, to whom the river gave its water, its banks.....
today just displaced for the sake of the beautification of this city of Ahmedabad, for the sake of water sports, for what is called the entertainment business, for creating new real estate....Evverything fits in...don't expect anything human from this logic of urbanization...there is no liberation...till the river takes its revenge....when one day it fells the dams and relaims its banks....washes down and purifies in its rage.....that is the day the city will learn....may be justice and compassion......now the city grows and grows....erases its poor from sight....enslaves them for cheap labour and dumps them as encroachers..... away from sight.
trapped in this quagmire of urban life....unable to bestow anything on our children...for whom life is the sum total of all the above, based on the foundation of familial bonds. Family as the basic unit of collective consumption....consumption as the indicator of happiness...education to replicate a lifestyle that has to be based on increasing consumption....
Is there any liberation from this?
As I see the human lives being wasted in Piplaj.....all displaced from the banks of the river.... I think what else do I expect....
the river Sabarmati...mute witness to history.....the history of non-violence...written in blood....a river that was never allowed to flow....and today has been encroached and constricted into a canal.....to flow submissively with borrowed waters of her sister Narmada, tamed and reigned in to serve Gujarat as its "lifeline".... eternally dammed and damned...
The brooks and streams in the mountains and forests that cradled and fed these rivers now hurtle down with no trees nor grass to caress and soothe as it flows.....tears of the earth...violated and raped...only to be caged in a miserable reservoir
What else do I expect to happen to those human beings, to whom the river gave its water, its banks.....
today just displaced for the sake of the beautification of this city of Ahmedabad, for the sake of water sports, for what is called the entertainment business, for creating new real estate....Evverything fits in...don't expect anything human from this logic of urbanization...there is no liberation...till the river takes its revenge....when one day it fells the dams and relaims its banks....washes down and purifies in its rage.....that is the day the city will learn....may be justice and compassion......now the city grows and grows....erases its poor from sight....enslaves them for cheap labour and dumps them as encroachers..... away from sight.
1800 children starving, childhood snatched away; living in a veritable hell called Piplaj....the nearest description would be a concentration camp...
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