Thursday, February 26, 2009

children of the moon & Gandhi-the abused mahatama

the sun goes down, the moon comes up and children are born, children of a lesser creed. lesser because they are born free, but freedom is never free. You fight for it, snatch it, loot it at the tip of the sword . these children of the moon don't know the real meaning of freedom unlike the forefather who has seen blood.

there is this pretence in the moon, look how calm and peaceful - lets you stare at it, yet it shadows the earth and brings darkness,it is deceivingly expressive -shows you something reassuring even if the reality is in a different quadrant. the sun on the other hand burns, gives light, takes all the heat,gives all the heat- & the future flourishes. provokes mixed feelings- it is loved it in winters and abused in the summers. the children of the moon questions, argues loves and abuses.

gandhi as a deceptively clever man masked his warrior nature under a weil of his saintly appearance.unarmed he was not , forhe used guilt as his main weapon against the british, who considered themselves highly civilized. by engaging in ahimsa he fought them passively yet aggressively. osho calls him a baniya-an equivalent of a jew, when supposedly the mahatama tried to rob him off 3 rs, and then he goes on to call him a sadist, who preached and promoted poverty. every masterplayer looks for an advantage on the chess board, so did gandhi. anyways- his mission was to rid india of the british overlords who were sucking us dry and humiliating us and our culture. the need was to crush them at their own game. and his strategy was pure moralistic resistance. simple as that. he was no saint or mahatma. but he wasnt corrupt either. he used the mask to fool the masses to a certain extent, to obtain the greater good( like a good prince (but an old prince in his case) ). his salt marches, and the 'fast till death' charades were heights of strategic wisdom. A seducer of masses.
It pinches when todays society of "free thinkers" points fingers at the sage.

Pinch them back.


its hard to concentrate when half your world is spinning with electro house beats. cant write more. need some sleep.

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