Friday, December 30, 2011


We gathered to speak our rights
They came and told us we have none
We resisted them with our fights
They called us names and snatched our bun.
They told everybody we were evil, enemies of the nation
Hypocrites with words and heckled our mission.

Some who did not believe their tongue
Were made to swear on god
They had to prove their innocence
With their hand on their children's head

We kept  demanding for what was ours.
Bullets, grenades were dropped in showers
The fat man on the chair would laugh
Meat on his plates and eyes at the flat screen plasma.

We persisted.
Some of us fell.
Some of us lived for another day so that they could tell the tale

What happened next still awaits in future,
When the fat man ran and they dropped his couture.
No one believed their vague propaganda anymore
We were asked for the rights and therefore

The last we talked some asked us our names.
We said call us Dear Comrades. 

May I

You sing to merry in painful tune
What joy is there in sorrow?
You walk aloof of world and me
Is there none in the crowd, for you to borrow ?
Why you buy your own flowers?
Where is your love hiding?
When you sad and your eye showers
May I be your confiding?

You pretty smell, you eyes of smoke.
Will you be mine to have?
The divine blessing I cannot assure.
Promise I still of comfort and care.

But don't you test me for a mere trial;
For togetherness should never conclude in denial.
If not me I still will glow-
Brighter than your own smiles flow.
Till I see you sing to merry-
In joyous company,
Abandoning all melancholy.  

Wait for You

Wait I still on my knees-
Aches not my limbs but my heart,
Not the cold floor on my skin,
But the chilling thought of never finding you in my inn.

Ladies with beauty and women of passion.
Have come by and left my desolate station.
Their company had been so sweet-
Today I distrust my own dear feet.
The pair of feet that promise to take me on a walk.
A walk in search of love and you.
A walk for solace and love that is true.

Will you help me today in this need?
Dear oh come and give me your lead.
Search I will, but help I seek.
Give me a sign, my fingers await your cheek.

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

A Train Away from Past

With no time left on my wrist,
No more seconds to spare at destiny's tryst,
Decide I against my hearts will,
Letting my desires only half fill.

Set out I, on this new journey-
Strange faces hovering all around me.
With the bumps of the track and the engine whistling-
Move I, towards a new beginning. 

A new beginning from the roots of a familiar past,
Promise the hero, failure the heroine of this new dreams cast.
Visualise, only I can, this dream in mind's celluloid,
Awaiting the inner audiences clap to conclude this void. 

Ignorant Rage

Look at me you cruel eyes, face me with your vicious sight.
Pain you bring to me no more, mortal me is ready to fight.

Struggle I will with time and you.
Picturesque memories old and new.
Into ashes will they be turned.
Boiling blood in me be churned.

Last but once left it is.
A face-off for the righteous keys.
Silent it may be but filled with rage.
Ignorance it might be on the last page.

Saturday, October 8, 2011

I Am I And You Are You

When I dragged you closer to me to hug you it was beacuse you are beutiful.
When I cried at your loss I was an emotional fool!
When you ignored my emotions and hurt me bad,
I was only exxaggerating and had no reason to be so sad.
When I in my arrogance gave you pain,
It was me in impulse, all insane.
When I lend you my hand and held you tight
I was the best, for you so right.
When my support for you caused you inconvinience,
I was the same one, yet this time caused your heart fright.

I was the same, My love remained true.
So was my loyalty, my kiss, my tear dew,
So was my heart, my desire and all my dreams that were blue.
But you judged me on past issues which were few.
The romance was bid an untimely adieu.
And you defined us where-
I was I And You were only You.


Finally the day has come.
Love lost to obstination,
Care lost to dogma,
And selflessness lost to impulsive language.

It was almost a new morning that night,
Certain emotions had been reincarnated in my heart after a long time
Though it started with a stupid fight
Still the atmosphere exuberated silent emotions sublime.
We planned to meet next day at the earliest.
Planned to celebrate this new togetherness with a fest.
The story starts with a shy moment of meeting
Of the old pals with an estranged heart in it's beating
The eyes seldom met, only to get the glimpse of the other one,
Without the dare to explain this uncanny fun.

Since then the meetings had been innumerable-
On the wayside of several city junctions, so memorable. 
The memory bolstered the poet in me to grow.
Write lines that rhyme naturally in its flow.
Late night fights and tearful eyes,
Sorrow and pain of every "good byes".
Helped the two come close. 
Devoid of this world, their friends or even their foes.

Memory narrates the union in so many pictures,
In arms, in alms, under the shed of the city palms
In pain, disdain, only to their strength's gain
In phuchkas, in rolls
In surprises, in tolls.

Distance comes  disguised,
Kills the truth and
Takes birth hatred  immortalised.
When wine precedes one's care,
And arrogance in its pride declare
War of minds take place.
Heart lost her face.

They still love each other.
But they will never be together.
Every thing has an end. 
We broke away from being chained.

Saturday, May 28, 2011


The walk was a lonely one
The forest to the west, the river seeking a fresh dawn
Beasts awaited my flesh to soothe their humger
Swirls awaited to gulp my last breath
The moon guiding me the stranger
A starnger estranged of his own faith

Beauty of nature is the mother of adventure
When at its worse
It is the best of danger
On my left the river still meanders
On my right the forest with its hunger

The road though slim
Enough for me to walk
All by myself with me, myself alone to talk
In the probable last seconds of my life's clock
The woods, still inviting me to gather my last there
The cold water, cold to me testing my mortal behaviour

I decide otherwise
First a look at the mud and then up towards the sky

The ripples gaze at me and so do the green
Both sides trying to breach me in my soul's inn
While I grow wings and jump off the mud and chase the North Star
The blue laughs at me, the green similar
I did not look back and yet I know
Death eitherway should have been familliar

Options are scarce but none the less there
Good ones messed up with negatives yet equal in share
Hope shows us how and hope shows us where
Positives made plenty and darkness made rare
And leaves us alone with a chance only fair
While the rivers and the forests test us with their dare.

Monday, May 23, 2011

Democratic Centralism In India

“Democratic centralism” is a phrase that has been doing the rounds for quite some time now specially amongst the Indian Communists. The CPIM have been tested with staunch criticism on this specific ground for a long time now and these criticisms rose to prominence after the 2009 Lok Sabha defeat of the Indian Marxists. The vigour of these internal debates prompted the General Secretary to write an explanation to ease his comrades but the question survived and while I pen down the words for this article the tension around this topic resurrects!

In this Article we will first try to understand what Democratic Centralism is at the first place and trace its history finally leading way to Mr Karat’s Explanation published in MARXIST  in 2010. I will try to end this write up with What is to be done now. Its ironic when I use the phrase “What is to be done” as the same phrase titled on Lenin’s publication in 1902 is seen as the basic tenet which further facilitated the development of the concept of “Democratic Centralism”

The concept can be majorly divided on two parameters as propounded by Lenin in “ What is to be Done” (1902) and the 6th party congress of the Russian Social-Democratic Labour Party in 1917. The two parameters are:
The Democratic Aspect-Which would be total freedom of the comrades to debate over all internal policy regulations and election of final resolutions as well as all committees by simple majority

The Centralism Aspect- Where a final resolution is passed by a simple majority, such majority must be accepted by one and all irrespective of their dissents and facilitate unity of action.

Now this theory does not seem to be much problematic unless distorted which is what we see within the factions of the Indian Communists. Let us start by problematising the very first aspect. The flip side of the term democracy itself is very controversial. Democracy would be the majority mandate of the people which depends on the peoples access to true information and where the people are wrongly informed the majority mandate would also result into flawed finalities. The best way to keep people (in this case the comrades and the cadre base of the party) informed is by imparting knowledge of Marxist education amongst all ranks. This is exactly where CPIM in India is lacking because the cadre base has been rendered politically illiterate by little initiatives taken in that regard. So if the Cadre base and the comrades in majority have been rendered in a state where acceptance is the only option available to them, then this democracy can be questioned at the very face value of it. Moreover going a little technical into it by practice CPIM have glorified Stalin and his policies and the cadre base have been spared deliberating on these lines. Many of us would not have the luxury to evaluate Stalinism at par with Marx as we do not see them merging on any front at all. So now we see that the people entrusted with democratic rights are either not prepared to exercise it or prepared wrongly to yield results which would not conform to any working class agenda.

When we come to the second aspect that is the aspect of centralism the problem exacerbates. In his article Mr Karat clearly takes the line that the necessity of strictness is guided by the necessity of discipline and in this case the only indiscipline is to hold a dissent in public forum against an established party stand. But the very need of this strictness can be questioned at the very outset. We all know and revere Marxism for its scientific perorations. And science is known for delivering a specific result for a specific problem and this outcome is achieved by a specific application. For example who ever learns mathematics correctly does not have to be an Einstein to know that 2+2=4. So if everybody is taught the same Marxism correctly then why should there be any difference of opinions and this can be argued strongly in this case because Marxism as we all know it to be does not depend on variables. It is as scientific as (2+2=4) is. I know my previous statements would be attacked by people for simplification but then again this very language has been necessitated because pursuing the technicalities cannot be an option for this write up whose reader base would consist of people consciously barred from Marxist enlightenment. After all Das Capital should hold similar explanations to me or anybody else irrespective of which party we may belong to. In fact the very significance of a Marxist party is to play the role of a vanguard and mobilise people on issues of ruling class oppression. But the CPIM in its organisation gives tickets to people with little or no knowledge of Marxism at all and all sorts of petty bourgeois forces that potentially fake any bit of left mindedness. The results are as devastating as “LAKSHMAN SETH”. 

Also again in his article the General Secretary tries to defend this Indian experiment on the grounds of dialectics but then again upfront concedes the point that the CPIM has always evolved and believed within the ambit of a stagiest structure, which in itself is a Stalinist perspective of Socialism which is a product of elitism and petty bourgeois politics. There cannot be any stagiest politics in Socialism as the very fundamental call is to the workers of the world to unite under one common struggle to proclaim socialism universally in unity. This is exactly where the Stalinist idea of unity and Marxist interpretation of unity does not coincide. 

Thursday, March 17, 2011


American Imperialist intentions stand exposed yet again at the cost of revealing the true character of Indian Politicians from the ruling class and also the bourgeois party's that they hail from. The recent cable exposed by the whistle blower site has clarified the doubts regarding the compromising attitude of these parliamentary instruments in the negative, and their inadequacy to address a working class agenda which has the maximum contribution for the running of the nation. They have been doing this behind the scenes only to be exploited time and again and its time that the fight is initiated to bring the power to them.

 The Government alreday under tremendous pressure from questions being asked about the legitimacy of their intentions towards public service finds itself morally challenged to answer any of the interrogations hurled at them with scams hitting them one after the other. Adarsh, 2G, CWG succeded each other with little time in between for the governement of the day to be able to cook up any defense that might buy them some time. And now the cash for vote revelation has brought along with it an undeniable claim of resgination of the entire Government. But unfortunately the problem thats stands at the face of the Indian working class today is a lack of alternative. Their alternative is to opt for a communal power which fundamentally can never work for the holistic development of the Indian society with the Working class at the recieving end again.

It would be worthwhile to note at this juncture that it was during the NDA regime that the countries population surviving below poverty line was immensely increased. And so the ground situation remains that the lesser evil wil prevaill (either remain or come to power) but never will the societies right to "no evil" be actualised!! So its time for the working class of India to protest against them and their rights being taken for granted and initiate struggle to depose the poltical powers which in all respect has been testified to be incompetent to work for the upliftement of the exploited over the years. And this can happen only by constructing conciousness about the need of a working class revolution and a working class party within the mass who in turn has to commit themselves to the building of such a party. A party that would have a three point agenda as their priority:

1. No to communalism and nepotism
2. No to Imperialism whether in ones own pursuasion of it or ones willing submission to it
3. A struugle towards empowering the workers 

And Its Time rather HIGH TIME that we revolt for exactly what we deserve rather than settling for the least compromised agenda!!