It’s really shame.

How long will power and not logic define what is right and what is wrong?

How long will power be the guardian of peace and define what is peace?

How long will power wage wars and at the same time advice others for disarmament?

How long will it take us to be honest with ourselves?

How long will it take the world to be civilized?

The administrative body, without any financial loss, can in fact make the traffic system more systematic and more strict by imposing fines on people who break the traffic laws. The municipal corporation can impose fines and tickets to the people who does not maintain cleanliness in public places.  The amount collected from these fines can be used to maintain hygiene and cleanliness in roads, improve the tourism industry, provide more public transportation system, control floods and sanitation system and build more roads. It just needs some amount of sincerity, motivation and patriotism by the administrative heads.

However, we as people are also equally responsible. Instead of blaming it on the administrative, we citizens can take up the responsibility in our heads. The member of each community can submit petition, write incessantly on newspapers, pressurize the government, hold processions and strikes to improve the condition of their society or community on the above mentioned areas. The delegates of our community show so much enthusiasm to organize religious festivals, sport activities, cultural functions in each communities. Why can’t the delegates organize processions and strikes for improving the conditions of their our own community. God will be much more happy if we try to improve the conditions of our community and people than if we try to organize religious festivals.

A true patriot would rather risk being abandoned by the whole society as traitor for the sake of maintaining the human rights of people over the world. A true patriot would rather criticize his nation for the wrong doings like destroying some other nation’s sovereignty than join the chorus of false patriotism. A true patriot would rather point out the mistakes to rectify her for he has loved his motherland. A true patriot would rather say – ” I stood against my motherland, when she initiated wars, I disapproved of it when she tried to destroy the environment and humanity with nuclear weapons, I went against her when she tried to curtail some other nation’s liberty, when she tried to obtain an unequal share of resources in the world stage by dint of power.  I had done so for I had loved her. I wanted it to be an epitome of liberty, equality and justice, I wanted not her history to be written tomorrow with the blood of innocent people. I want her to be an ideal nation and so I have risked everything for it, even the honor of being called a true citizen. I fear not being called a traitor for fighting for the sake of  her development though just and honorable means. I have done it for I have loved it. And even though the whole of the nation have not approved of me, I have in my heart known that I have been able to provide an example of an ideal son/daughter for my motherland.”

I have seen the youths trying to find happiness or rather create it in its many different useless forms which keeps varying, changing, rotating, just to pass the time. To roam about uselessly without a purpose in life except for earning a good salary or rising high to a powerful position. We do not have any purpose, purpose for which a whole life can be given, dedicated, sacrificed without the minimal of regret. So we try to find out the meaning in useless pursuits after addictions, temptations, infatuations, etc ignoring our very responsibilities towards our society which could have given a real meaning to life, meaning which could have yield limitless passions to live, to succeed and to contribute. I hope we find that passion some day in our responsibilities and thus find true joy which crosses beyond boundaries and limits in to the vast ocean of courage. Courage which come up automatically when we the importance of situations and the consequences. I still hope “we shall overcome some day”

CHORUS.

Whack row-de-row,
How are you, eight-hour system;
Whack row-de-row,
We are bound to put it through.

Our claims are just– we know they’re right,
As honest men will all agree;
We wage no war on capital,
That every one can see.
If you want to know,
We can soon show,
Without any exaggeration,
We’ll do as much in eight now
With a little more exertion.

CHORUS. Whack row-de-row, &c.

We will take the hours of the day,
And divide them up by three;
First, take eight for labour, say,
Which we’ll do honestly;
Eight for rest,
Which, at the best,
Gives our strength time to recover;
And eight more to attend the wants
Of our distressed worthy brothers.

CHORUS. Whack, row-de-row, &c.

You may talk about your heroes,
But where is one so grand,
Who kindness to his fellows shows,
And rightly understands.
One of this kind
You’re sure to find,
If the trouble you will take, sirs.
At twenty-seven Julia street,
Is the prince of boiler-makers.

CHORUS. Whack row-de-row, &c.

Here the honest sons of Vulcan
In their glory you may find;
Their hammers click, the time flies quick,
They never are behind.
The secret’s one
That all my own,
It will cost you but the trial,
The eight-hour system is the thing–
It’s a fact, and there’s no denial.

And now let me continue the poem in this way:

“And yet today, even though

implemented in the Labour law

Hardly do they follow

Decades after the May Day

As the struggle of our fore-fathers decay

Under the grave of fear

Listen listen, oh brothers

There is nobody to hear

People even donot know

There exist such a law

Its illegal to make one work

Beyond the hour eight

That minimum pay do exist

In law book the Great

Yet rarely implemented in our people’s fate

This is such as much shame

That people are numb and maimed

In the grave of fear

There is nobody to hear

The death silence still prevail

In the Hippocratic cultural veil

As our nation derail

In the pomp and show of glamour

The Have-nots do clamor

And it goes to deaf ear

In the realm of fear

Of ignornance, which reign

In the rat-race of the world

What did we do gain

It is only shame

Oh brother please hear

There is only a small life

Please do not fear” – Saswati

This is the condition of India today.

The people who are killed by such acts of violence are not the people who support Al Qaeda, nor are the people killed in the Twin towers are responsible for the despair of the terrorists and economic imperialistic ambitions of powerful nations. The people who are killed by the acts of violence are ordinary people whose lives perhaps doesn’t change with whoever governs or rules the world. They are ones too much pre-occupied to make a living which is often even not possible for them. They are the ones who build buildings, factories, automobiles. They are the constructors of the civilization whose lives are destroyed just in a second by a bomb. They are the one who grows rice, corps, wheat and yet often sleeps hungry all night. They are the weakest sections of the people who are targeted first in this war of the ego.

They are as much less of the Al-Qaeda’s as of the American Government’s. Neither of them has ever done anything good for these people except killing them or their near and dear ones.  Truely enough the only power the proletariats have is the power of unity if they are aware of it. Will they know their supreme power one day ? Will they rise in revolution one day to destroy the empires who have always destroyed their life?  Nobody knows. On a second thought perhaps it is inevitable.

The theory of aesthetics may have originated at those times when nature was a wonder and people have not known the laws which governs it. They have seen that any useful thing requires work and self-control. They need to collect woods to build fire for warmth and for cooking. They need to build a house to live. That is to say they need to work which was mostly routine manual labour at that time with minimal of pleasure in doing them. Eventually they came to think that any good thing requires painful work and self-abnegation of all the pleasures of relaxation. They thought of some super-power governing every actions which they could not define scientifically and to please that super-power is the means to protect themselves from all natural disasters. Consequently just like other useful rewards, the way to please the super-power is perhaps self-abnegation, austerity and depriving oneself of all pleasures. As such anything pleasureable was looked down upon by the moralists. In some religious text, mostly in the Afghanisation side, even singing romantic songs, watching romantic movies was considered immoral. So was the case in ‘Adarshwadi’ era in India when any literature which incorporated romanticism was frowned upon by the virtuous people.

Another reason is perhaps that most of the people were not educated during that time. As such it was not possible for them to judge the right from the wrong and the only way, the relatively wise people of the then period could bring the society into order was by introducing fear and laws. The self-control which was necessary for any fruitful work needed to be brought about by restrictions without the light of knowledge being spreaded among the common mass. However today with spread of knowledge and education, we realise that progress can be brought about not by prohibition and restriction but by education. I support Russel when he says that instinct needs to be trained and not thwarted. The prohibition of alcohol led to more of black markets rather than anything useful. The prohibition of  fornifications  lead to prostitutions. Moreover as Chomsky observes, the addictions to drugs are more among the less educated people than the well-to-do educated ones.

Hence the answer today to any progress in the society is not laws but awareness, not restriction but freedom, not fear but knowledge.