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I Have a Bulletproof Dream

Sunday, December 25th, 2016

Pabitra Bag

Let me tell you…                          pabitra

I have a bulletproof dream

Made of love, transparent and transcendental

Where at times you feel

 The dance of infinity and you became the one with everything

Where you feel neither disturbed by anyone

Nor have any altered state of consciousness

Respecting the social boundaries

of race, caste-class, gender, region, religion and stupidity

Let me tell you…

I have a bulletproof dream of DID syndrome

Where expectations is not troubling enough to be Desires

Where the expectations and desires have no Instability

Where desire is not a wild Dissatisfied and unstable bird

I have a bulletproof dream of honesty

Made of no hate, no pretension, no dependency and no lie

Where the language of love is a smile of no attachments

Such is the bulletproof dream with the dance of infinity

Let me tell you…

I have a bulletproof dream of colours

A dream of rainbow colours but with happiness as colours

With smiles as its figure and gladness as its gender

Where respect is the language and equality is feelings

Where freedom is the absolute state of inner and transcendental being

Where, in law, constitutionalism is the religion and justice is the highest form of love

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Pabitra Bag is a Ph.D student at the Centre for the Study of Law and Governance, JNU

 

Salute to you Babasaheb…

Sunday, December 11th, 2016

Pabitra Bag

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Salute to you Babasaheb…            

That day you died was not the day of death                               

But the moment of victory over death

That every Ambedkarite wishes to live once again

That moment was not the moment of cessation but the beginning

You took birth in many forms, in multiple ways in the hearts of people

As songs, music, happiness, harmony, emotions and anger

Your death was not the death of a body

You did not live the life of one but you choose to live the aspiring lives of mankind

You are the total culmination of transcendentality of shramic tradition

You were the ocean, the ocean of it all

Salute to you Babasaheb…

That day you died as body but you remain as seeds sprouting to become trees

Things of the past became the treasure of the present

You appeared in many symbols, became the ray of hope

You replaced a total of 33 crore gods and goddesses in every Ambedkarite house

At times, the Ambedkarites imagine the wall to be alive with all five senses of you

Equality, liberty, fraternity, Wisdom and Dhamma

The wall embraced new calendars with every day of the month remembering leaders of the marginalized

And the old calendars with the names and images of Brahminical Gods and Goddesses were replaced

Salute to you Babasaheb…

That day you died was not the day of death

But the moment of victory over death

That every Ambedkarite wishes to live once again

If you were not there, the lives we are living now would not have been the same

You died but you live in people’s hearts and in their aspirations

Salute to you Babasaheb…

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Pabitra Bag is a Ph.D student at the Centre for the Study of Law and Governance, JNU
 

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