My darling,
Sweet remembrance!
You left me many years ago. I have been searching you since then but all in vain you might have been in dark or in galaxy or some where else. I have been facing each second different. God, how many seconds have I faced without you? I’m so excited to share my hard movement, happiness and sadness to you. Some people say you are there in acme and I tried to triumph over there, but I was unproductive! Some one said, you had gone to abyss. I tried to excavate the earth but I was in enigma. Alas! Many say I am barmy now. May the Almighty defend me!
I had rummaged you around the hills, gorges, glaciers, hurricanes, Tsunamis, in winds and water, in the stars and every where.
I recalled the days and the movements when you were my guide, counselor, pathfinder and every thing. I used to feel safe and sound when you were around me.
During the course of my quest for you, some suggested me to ask to the successors of Abraham Lincoln. I contacted to White house and met the
authorities. They finally, at my sincerity, replied me to see you in the World War II. I easily thought they indicated me to go Japan. I recalled its scenario on 6th and 9th of August 1945. I guessed that you could not be there because Hiroshima and Nagasaki were terribly bombarded. I thought if you had been there, you would have informed me. But I without more ado thought that you might have been disabling due to the devastation or your old age, so I decided to visit there, but my guess came to true; you had not been there when the devastation occurred. My hope still became alive. I set out further in my voyage.
Before I departed from Japan I was suggested to visit the part of then East and West Germany. I directly remembered the barbaric and brutal Hitler. The great philosopher, Nietzsche also explained the condition of German and postulated God is dead, perhaps he was hopeless from the God witnessing inhumanness in barbaric killing of millions of Germany. Mightn’t you have followed Nietzsche’s track?
Anyway I had to trip as I was suggested. My heart was terribly threatened while I reached and witnessed the cemeteries of those who were assassinated in masses; but I received a ray from the graves which made me acknowledge that you genuinely escaped from there. My divinity, I consolidated my soul and mind that I was right to explore you. Some one there advised me to contact to Foucault. Yes, I could get my destination from him because he had known the power. Perhaps, Foucault might have saved you! I was compelled to turn out the pages that Foucault had postulated about the power. I went through him but in futile I didn’t discover you. Power had many examples for discriminations between males and females, ethnic groups and races and so many other oppressed people in the world. The power has been constructed for long in societies. I doubtfully lost my anticipation in the principle forwarded by him. I was hauling and crying along my expedition. On the way I recalled you might have been in Derrida’s chronicle. I know that he is the pioneer one for postulating deconstruction. I imagined your vigor for raising the voices against the autocratic hegemony. I remembered the French revolution, Chinese insurgency, separation of India to Pakistan, Tamil Tigers’ Liberation movement in Sri Lanka vis-à-vis I envisaged Iraq and Afghanistan. I visualized my psyche with further examples of barbarism, discrimination, oppression, prejudices through out the universe. Oh, I could not tolerate all those. I conclusively thought that the turbulence part of the world could not acknowledge Derrida’s envision about deconstruction. These all scenario had been flawlessly failure to address me and I again lumbered
ahead. I instantaneously scanned the Maoists’ insurgency in my country Nepal where I had to foresee my desire earlier. I went to each nook of my mother land in order to discover my darling. Alas! What a barbaric murdering of own citizens. I had a glimpse of not only murdering but also rape, kidnapping, oppression, threatening and forcefully deportation of innocent citizens of my country. Both the militants and insurgents were in tense to over come either side(s). The data show over thirteen thousand people sacrificed their lives, many lost their sons, daughters, husbands, wives, kith and kin for the liberation of Nepalese identities, and several bore physical disabilities, torture and unforgettable incidences. Thanks to the God, you had imparted immense beam of light to the leaders who had foreseen the right resolution against the battle. They had settled down their agenda and set the course of peace after the popular mass movement in 2006. That was the end of clashes in Nepalese societies, end of suppression, narrow-mindedness, bigotry and sexism. More over it was the colossal victory of Nepalese citizens over dictatorial and tyrannical hegemony. Hurrah, the autocrat kingship had been fallen down forever! It was the beginning of the new era also! My sincere and immense salutation for those brave martyrs who liberated us! I must not have been too selfish here because there were many martyrs in the world to liberate their own countries in different point in different nooks of the world. My sincere
tribute to them also!
Why the world is the place of violence, clash? I remember Huntington’s postulation about ‘There is clash in civilizations’. Anyway I am persuaded to question; why the world has been unsuccessful to restore the peace around it. Is nowhere the part left for me to see my darling? Absolutely not: I must come back to my nation from where Gautam Buddha, the light of Asia spread the peace for entire cosmos. I have got a reflection of my darling in my mother land. Wow, the peace has been restored in the part of
the globe, amazing!
Peace lover |
