Besan Ka Halwa

From the Desk of: a Terrorist After years of violence- a life devastated By the sinister intention of harm screaming inside my troubled brain- I now stare in the face of silence. Endless days of shelling innocence And unending nights of ear-splitting noise Made by whizzing bullets And diabolical calls from vicious men Seem to embrace their closure. The inhuman hand that held a weapon capable of proving human mortality Now holds a pen Realizing the inevitability of the same. The ink in the pot Desiccated During all this time due to its futility Has been rejuvenated by hope And spoonful of water. And so I make the most of this moment of sheer bliss. Hello. I am a Terrorist. My name holds the least importance As do the names of others Of my breed. The world around me doesn’t seem much ‘intriguing’. Men women children: Potential targets condensed in flesh and blood- Bear the most important weapon of mine. Fear. The teeny drop ...

Red Earth An Essay on Terrorism Part 2 First and foremost, I wish a very happy new year to all the people of the Earth! Also if you are reading this, let me congratulate you for surviving perhaps the deadliest year of this century. I’ll try to be a little sanguine over here and would like to point out by doing so that the year that just bid us adieu was the year of the terrorists. 2014 witnessed terrorist incidents almost every single day in its calendar. This statement may not have been apt a decade or two ago but in the world of today I may safely say that the world is ‘unsafe’. Least oxymoronish as it sounds. 2014 saw the rise of ISIS, escalation of the Israel-Palestine conflict, Syrian war, daily car bombings in Africa, village raids, ceasefire violations, suicide bombings, abductions, assassinations, aerial attacks et cetera et cetera. The Sri Lankan genocide controversy continued. The dreadful year culminated with the most horrifying act of terrorism of them a...