tHe laW of laWLesSNeSs

isn't it high time we think of why we follow rules?i'ev often been peeved by the chronology of any law.did the law happen first;or was it the breaking of the law?if it is the law that happened first,why make a law if nothing had gone wrong to make way for a possibility to do the wrong(coz all rules have been broken).and if it is the breaking of the law that happened first,how come it be lawlessness when there s no law in the first place?the effectiveness of law to ensure common good is a paradox in itself.
take it this way:isn't a new law alerting the otherwise blissfully ignorant of a new way to disrupt peace around.laws have in no way has done anything good to social sense of security.in pre-industrialized england,the execution by hanging was accompanied by the general trend of dangling the body from the post for sometime,most commonly a week as to avert whoever sees this from doing wrong.but then,come industrialization and the authorities had to ensure 3 to 4 set of executors to handle the huge noose traffic.
laws to a great extent remain a mere relief measure than a disaster mitigation.but the ever so mechanical law machinery is all spot on in ensuring that that law is swift,just and impartial and that one is implicated rightly for ones crimes.what good will the hanging of the murderer will do to the murdered when he is dead in the first place?a dead man is hardly aware of the wreaths which decorates him.why do we spend so much time and effort on law & order when the core issue is far from the lack of law.
every act of lawlessness irrespective of how trivial it is has a story to tell.a story which dates back to the time when a soul was born in this earth.it has a story of subdued imagination,of abused fantasies,of the strangles of the strong hands of the more affluent ones towards the deprived,of rightful victories denied and of just measures delayed.and yet we spend so much on law enforcements.
the biggest problem our judicial system faces is pendency. and the easiest way to overcome this is to make sure that lesser cases reaches the bench.the best way would be to ensure the non-redundancy of the once lawless situation.ensure an environment where there is lesser chance of occurrence of a potential social upheaval.the solution is very simple:make sure whatever might lead to a state of lawlessness is avoided.and investing our efforts on the ever so burdened judiciary is not exactly the brightest way to do it.it might be the reason why the trend persists and aggravates despite increased efforts.

FREE BIRD

one fine day,
he had wings;
he realized
his prayers have been answered-
"god,let me be free,
give me wings and let me fly away
from the world that makes me toil
that gives me love just to make me cry
that gives me challenges so that i can meet them; and fail
where bread comes from battles
and water from blood spills
where you are accepted
for tied neck and tied heels
and a mask of pretenses to hide
your true self as if
it were something hedious and boorish
"o god
give me wings and let me fly away"

and he had wings.
as the rays of dawn tickled
his eyes to wake fullness
he was conscious of something
covering his body and
stretching out as he woke
the mirror asserted his disbelief:
he had wings,
big and strong and beautiful
it was all his.
"give me wings and ill fly away"
he was free,he could fly
the world may not have him,
but he will have the skies.
from shock to jubilation
he made himself believe:
he had wings.

he rushed to his window
of a new world,
he looked up at the sky
bathed in gold spilled from the sun,
and the clouds as puffed pillows
a better bed he will never have
he looked down at the shadow and dust
of what used to be his world:
an arena which hosted rat races,
for the meager prize of survival.
he puffed in air,
a subject of his would be empire.
he closed his eyes
and said to himself,
"this is too good to be true
and yet it is"
"give me wings,and let me fly away"

(to be continued...)

hippocracy is my bread and butter

There are times in ones life when one feels that ideals are all in need.when one thinks he could stand up to a storm of opposition and yet emerge as himself.when one thinks he is answerable to himself and no one else.that the biggest conviction he could ever have is towards himself.
such minds appear seasonally in th course of the time.and so they vanishes.they proclaim their entry and later merge with the ordinary.what happens of such RADICLE,UN-RETRO minds?the answer is simple:they get a bite of reality.
the tangent taken up by unconventional souls from the axial functioning of the society has always been for one aim:how can we be free? and they all had their answer:we never are.we as humans have always attached ourselves to certain things;for sustainment and for our little revealed desires.despite our inherent craving to be free,we cherish some of these bonds bonds.this is after all only human.the tranceeds to have an influence on us that indispensably strong.as is the case of society.
the society is basically a group of people who with the cringe of their faces and the frown on their brows tell you what to do.they stick on to norms whose essence have long been lost but is worth sticking up to for nothing but its stickiness.who would only nod for the art and science that came through the much trodden path.who awards the title boorish,jerk ,uncivilized and social embarrassment to all those who are original and unorthodox.who would label all things that replicate the stale and the decaying as original.who claims to stand by some values with a sense of direction as strong as a sail boat in a cyclone.and this society is a necessity.
the rendezvous of the radicle and the society has often been volatile with the former convinced that he has been himself and the latter labeling him as a loser in mask of a liberal.soon the stand-out realizes that there is someone he need to convince;even if it means he needs pretenence from his part.even if it means plasticizing his ideals.even if it means to embrittle his storm-resistant principles.his conviction of himself is thus stretched beyond its elastic limits such that it never returns to what it was.he steps down from his high-and-mighty pedestal,throws down his self-crafted crown,and wears the mask of yet another quiescent social animal.the society however is a keen observer.it scrutinies him day after night;not giving him an opportunity to reveal himself from the role of a so-so-ordinary man he acts.he has wears it all the time.gradually,it becomes a part of him;till it defines him:to himself and to the society.his ideals,principles and all having been much forgotten is alien to him.thus is destroyed a soul so original and unorthodox.after all,it is easier to change a man instead of a society