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  RATNAKAR ROUT (28th August 1961)
 
 

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  1.     

CAMOUFLAGE

For last couple of days
I have an impetus to ponder over
Peculiar obsession.
Any one questions me or not
I intend to express my intention.

What is that?
I am allowed to be alone
Where there is silence all around.
I would plunge into deep penance
And listen to the whispers
Of the loneliness and the voice of silence.

I shall realize the echo of
My heart and what is in me
In my conscious, sub-conscious
And unconscious self
And to read me
Who am I?
And am endowed with what
To unfurl the petals after petals
Of my heart
I would prefer dark to light
I know light camouflages one
With gala and etiquette
To manifest the hypocritical
Civilization and its mundane ideology

Darkness eats away all artifice
It encourages and impels one
To relax the swinging tentacles
Like an emancipated reptile
When he reads himself bit by bit in silence?
 
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  2.     

A DEAD MAN WALKING

I suspect whether I am alive or dead
At times, I feel, I am dead, at times alive
I live alike the three monkeys of Mahatma
Since long, I have closed my eyes
I have willfully made myself deaf and dumb too
At present, I don’t see, I don’t listen and I don’t speak
But I live and move as usual but don’t react
To the incidents happening around me
I watch, even immovable plants react to the external stimuli
But I don’t since; I have lost my will to react,
To show interest in things
And differentiate between good or bad
As I am almost compelled to look after my own affairs only
By no one in particular but the prevailing social condition
Wherein I live presently has made me confined
Like a tortoise, I am very calculative in my own movement
I crawl when I find a pasture land
And withdraw me at once when I encounter danger
On the face of an obstacle which puts hindrance ahead
I hide me in my own shell and snore calmly
As long as the impediments appear insurmountable
I am not bothered if my fellow citizens are in deep trouble
Over the years, I have withdrawn myself to my own domain
Every one should know that I am a lonesome, isolated
Detached and highly self-centered modern man Living
With you all in this first decade of the twenty first century
When everything mundane is available
At my door step to cater to my avid needs
Still, I am shivering in fear,
Shedding my tear now and then in seclusion
I have many unfulfilled desire to run after
In spite of that I have absolutely have no reaction
In any matter what so ever the situation becomes
Hue and cry, outside of me in the world,
Has almost restrained me in a self designed shield
Wherein, though I am visible alive clinically
But I am almost dead mentally, you can find me
Only my mortal body moves
From one end of the armor to the other
But it behaves mechanically as a robot
Being completely empty and vacuum
In absence of any consciousness
And in lacking the power of consideration
Now I live in it and move
Like a dead man walking in an abandoned castle.
 
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  3.     

ADMONITION

The newly wedded couple while
Coming back from the weekly
Hat by a motorbike through
The dense jungle got horrified
Seeing a dozen of leopard like
Creatures were lying on the road.
They had no option left
But were forced to stop there
And encounter the situation boldly.
Immediately after the motor bike
Stopped there, to their utter surprise
Not the leopard like wild animals
But leopard coloured uniform clad
Persons having pointed guns at them
Pounced up and stood pride
Alas! They were none other than Red rebels.
It was known infested area of leftwing extremists
A group of rebels consisting of male and
Female comrades appeared from both
Sides of the jungle and encircled the couple
The male was a junior engineer
Working in a Govt Department and the
Lady a house wife trembled in fear
As if they would become senseless within a second.
The group commander asked the junior engineer
Why are you indulged in corruption?
Don’t you see the poverty of the people of this area?
How do they suffer in poverty and starvation?
And how they are perished gradually
Owing to their ignorance and superstition?
We know, you had some assets
When joined here in the Department
A few months back. In the mean while
You have gathered whatever assets you
Need to have a decent life.
Since you are recently wedded
And a long life is ahead of you
Don’t embezzle the public fund further.
This is the first warning to you
Or else you will be beheaded publicly.
You have absolutely no right to snatch away
The means of the downtrodden
Who has been suffering for ages?
In these hilly terrains for no fault of them
We have nothing against you personal
But we are keeping the entire accounts of yours
Since the day of you’re joining here
Now proceed and take care of your future
With these words of caution
They all vanished within a minute
In the dense forest not causing any harm to them
The couple sweated profusely speechless
In that winter evening almost like statues
Looking at them sneaking in to the jungle
With a sigh of relief to their astonishment
As they were unbelievably left unhurt
 
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  4.     

ANGEL OF PEACE

They were bought from the market
Like cattle, dogs, horses, cats
And other domesticated animals
But unlike them they were not the pets
But used like commodities
They were caged, used, exploited, and tortured brutally
And cautioned not to react but to remain mute all the time
As if they were born to serve and tolerate all oppressions
They did the same as asked for the ages
And lived the lives not better than any prisoner
In any of the erstwhile concentration camps
Raised by the dictatorial rulers
They were the slaves, the aborigines of Africa
The land of God, heaven of the primitive and undeveloped people
They were the tool of mockery and caricature
And used for ape-dancing in elite parties
And were dieing uncared, unnourished, half fed
With fatal ailments in unhygienic dungeons
Even worse than the cowsheds
And were perishing like worms and insects
But the time is not cruel as human beings
It behaves fare with everyone
Before the volcano erupts it gathers mass
And momentum underneath
They were bearing all heinous atrocities on them
And grounded themselves firmly on the alien land at the same time
Like the uprooted seedlings planted elsewhere
Encounters the initial hiccups to get acclimatized
Adapting to the foreign soil
The seeds sown over the years, appeared to be lost in the oblivion
Sprouted proudly on the passage of time
The germination conveyed a message to the world
That a transformation is up-coming
It signaled the change of the world order
The order set by a few and thought of as sacrosanct
From which they derive perennial source of power
And rule over the under privileged and impoverished people across the globe
Gone are those days when upsurges here there
Protest and revolt were the order of the day
The unbending incessant struggle
Of the oppressed against the protagonists of racial discrimination
Have shaken their backbone and what ever as relics are left
Become the breeding ground for the reactionaries
In over coming all challenges the changes have occurred
And the torch bearer of the change has become
The symbol of emancipation of millions and millions
He is the hope of new age of the mankind
And the messenger of peace and non violence
He is one of the fortunate ancestors of countless
Un-fortunate aborigines who had toiled hard over the years
To root into the strange land
He ascended to the throne and lit an indomitable candle
To bring about a change for the humanity
With olive branches in his hand
And two doves one each on his right and left shoulders
He is moving towards the sun rise chanting “Chareibati Chareibati”
Still miles and miles of wild path is ahead of him to cover
And to see the age old darkness is wiped out at the new dawn.
 
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