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Dark Times

Dark ages wasn’t so bad after all

They used to hunt beautiful witches

Brave men were crucified

Kids were burnt alive

Pagans killed the one who believed

Vikings were made to praise Christ

Women were whored against their will

Elders were beaten, Poor were frowned

They all had a void inside

They fought brutally before their kings died

No amount of women

No weight of gold

Ever quenched a barren soul

Those unknown to own truth

Jostle around with nothing to find 

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Now they have government, television, religion

Military, police, a society with class division

Robbery, rape, infanticide, murder, terrorism

Assailants, gurus, a society with lame vision

Dark ages wasn’t so bad after all

Times were changing

Now nothing is static

Everything is falling apart

It’s appalling

 

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Where does charity go?

Dear Brothers and Sisters of Democratic Nations,

Today we all happily live in our humble, yet comfortable adobes and proudly enjoy the love of our family and friends. We all have access to basic amenities of life and we make the most out of it. Our children very proudly march to the national anthem in their respective educational institutions. Long Live our countries and Long Live our children. May God always be merciful on us and keep on blessing us with his gift of love.

We all are not just decent but also great human beings. We take care of our youngers and elders equally. We lead a happy and blissful life. We also make sure that we contribute towards the good of society and most of us enthusiastically participate in social and charitable events.

I wanted to wish all of you a very happy and blissful life ahead. May we all flourish equally.

Despite of our good nature most of us are either oblivious to the injustice towards the poor, needy, oppressed, minority, women and kids or choose not to engage in such depressing conversations. I am completely with you in your point of view because I used to cultivate similar thoughts.

We are a part of a capitalist society where the principle of existence is based on making money. We need to be at par with the changes of times, if we wish to lead happy lives. I understand your need to become rich and I would not demean it by labelling you greedy. We all have our dear ones to feed and clothe. We need to extravagantly marry our sisters and daughters to socially display our love towards them. Even as cavemen we had the desire to own homes and what’s wrong to own a fancy, comfortable roof. In the end, we all want better lives for ourselves and our families.

 We celebrate festivals, birthdays, anniversaries, graduations, even death at times. We make sure we proudly donate to our corporate endorsed 13 charitable organizations who very proudly claim to be helping animals, children, people and literacy. We also donate billions of dollars annually to religious institutions. Even your little one’s never shy away from leaving $1 in the charity boxes outside temples, mosques, and churches. All this money comes out from your banks debited by the goodness inside your hearts.

Today I just wanted to ask a question.

Where does all this money go?

AS far as I remember the poor were poor and the needy were needy and the oppressed were oppressed and the women were victims and the children were abandoned, when I was 7 years old. I used to cry a lot seeing them suffer. I am 27 years old now. It’s been 20 years watching people suffer and trillions of dollars donated to end their sufferings. Surprisingly they still suffer and oddly I still cry, each morning, every afternoon, evenings and before I attempt a failed sleep.

It’s beyond my reasoning to understand this degree of failure of these so called charitable and religious institutions.

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We, BrokenRadio run an online blog majorly focussing on making the world a better place.

www.brokenradio.blog.

Due to our revolutionary unbiased take on social issues funding has started pouring in from across the globe.

As much delighted we were because of such overwhelming support, initially, our spirits were crushed when we realized that these funding are either religiously or politically motivated. As much as we want to help people, we cannot indulge in blood money. Religions breed hatred and kill people. Governments thrive on fear and enslave people.

We the people demand free the people.

If any of you good souls wish to stop contributing to the failed charitable and religious institutions, we would happily engage in your small contribution. Any little support towards this bigger cause would be highly appreciated.

We want to change the world and we want to make it a better place, for our children. But Rome wasn’t built in a day and Alexander the great had a fleet. We are powerless without your support. We would encourage you to contact us with selfless funding assistance. In return, we would show you how powerful is a smile of a needy and how fake is the society endorsed by those who are greedy. Hope for your assistance.

Have a great day and may your children have a better tomorrow.

nishantnishit@outlook.com

Plastic Jesus

Good evening, dear Friend!

Today is the luckiest day of your lifetime…Today you would receive a gift, greater than mankind…This gift would change the way you see yourself…You would no longer feel any pain, any suffering…The gift would set you free…You would be able to buy goods, eg: cars, clothes, houses, boats; speedy one and the one which floats, motorbikes, super kites, sleepless nights, once again, you would feel sane and young ..You no longer would have grey hair,  you can visit expensive salons and get essential beauty treatments… Everyone in the dazzling malls would like your shine and you would come home and fuck your wife, while she finishes her wine.. the same wine which you would get because of the gift,

you are about to receive!

These are the little things, let me skip to the most appealing part…In times of dire stress, we cover your front and back, we would also make this gift earn you some reward points, which then combined by many other reward points, which you would earn after spending thousands of dollars, would then add up to $1 that would be donated to help the starving and the poor…..That gift my friend is here…

Open the box…It’s a gift from your trusted, friendly, banker….

Yikes, It’s fucking credit card…..Shit!

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We the People demand Free the People

** The views expressed in this article are of an Individual. Government doesn’t endorse such views. They do not mind people being slaves. BrokenRadio does **

There’s blood in the streets, it’s up to my ankles
She came
Blood in the streets, it’s up to my knee
She came
Blood in the streets in the towns around
She came
Blood on the rise, it’s following me
Think about the break of day

She came and then she drove away
Sunlight in her hair 

                                                 –Peace Frog

Good Morning Planet

Rain does push the morning bio-alarm away. I always make sure to wake up early. Early bird catches the worm. In a filth-rich society, someone got to give up on grabbing desserts and take the pains to catch the worm. I don’t mind menial jobs. Work is worship. So, I catch worms.

Today morning I was interacting with a fan, (I personally prefer the term friend) who belongs from Kashmir. She had the pleasure of witnessing years of tyranny. I wish, I too was that lucky. Witnessing political and social tyranny, first-hand is an extremely enriching and soulful experience. She is blessed. God bless her soul. God bless her family. She was sharing her agony about her little brothers, who were badly hurt by a state backed oppressive force.

I guess all of us have agreed on my views, that a self-aware state/society/system which stems out and breeds on a principle of self-indulgence cannot work selflessly for the self-interest of the people. To elaborate –

  • Your Government is a failed state.
  • Your Society is a failed organization.
  • Your Beliefs are a failed system.
  • Your Armed Forces are failed assailants.
  • Your Media is a failed tube.
  • Your Soul is a failed institution.
  • You are a failed experiment.

My Radio, though it’s Broken, still airs.

Now in this failed mindset, we end up agreeing to failed concepts.

“Get a job. Go to work. Get married. Have children. Follow fashion. Act normal. Walk on the pavement. Watch TV. Obey the law. Save for your old age. Now repeat after me: I am free.”

We are in a state of constant surveillance. This surveillance is then used to create propaganda that is wrapped in religious content and then weaponized for brutality against humanity to fulfill Political agendas. The Prime goal of the campaign being:

“Seasoned Subjugation of Mind!”

This is the ultimate tag-line endorsed by your governments across the blue dot, floating in the space, in an infinite universe, brightly lit with lights and fairly rich with darkness.

We are in a state of encouraged vigilantism. This vigilantism is then used to induce terror propaganda which is wrapped in fear and then weaponized for mass slavery to fulfill corporate agendas. The Prime goal of the campaign being:

“Autonomous Subjugation of the Mind”

In an era, where consciousness should be floating around, we the people walk proudly, in a state of deep sleep which is pleasantly masked as waking dream that is perceived as reality due to flawed sense of reasoning.

But the people wake up. They always do. Today or tomorrow or in the centuries later to come, an awakening is inevitable. Today I woke up late but when I looked out the window, I saw an awakened mass. After a very long span of time, I witnessed rising.

Ayat from Kashmir demanded freedom and I would help her attain it.

We the people demand Free the people.

Freedom of Mind. Freedom of Soul. Freedom of thoughts. Freedom to choose goals.

And it’s so easy to be free. It’s just a two-step process.

  • We pick up a pen.
  • And we keep writing about the truth, just the truth, only the truth.

No one needs to get out of their homes. No one needs to flood the streets. No one needs to yell. No one needs to scream. Hell, you do not even need to talk.

Just Write! Write about the injustice you witness! Write about the brutality you experience! Write about the extents of exploitation you are subjugated to!

Write about the Truth!

We the people will flood the streets with letters addressed to the establishment. The drains would clog with molten pulp and would burn the unjust system. We the people would ignite a cleansing fire and burn this crippled disassociated oppressive system and  We the people then would Free the people.

A pen and a paper is the only medicine crafted for this epidemic!

The first revolution is the revolution of the mind wherein you agree to at least the concept of tolerance for a different point of view. A view which you have never been shown before. A view which every great or evil person agreed to.

Be it murderer Escobar or the benevolent Teresa.

Writing letters is the only real art of war!

To achieve a permanent state of peace, let’s give way to a temporary state of unrest.

Let’s get out of our cozy couch and get in the library. Let’s write slogans. No stones needed. No bullets required. Just a pen and a brave heart.

We the People demand Free the People.   

#notinmyname

#wethepeople #demand #freethepeople @brokenradiocreatives

Have an Excellent Sunday. Happy Shopping.

Working Class Hero : Breaking Sound Barriers

When dictatorship is a fact, revolution becomes a right.

Victor Hugo

 

Greetings!

May the weekend rejuvenate your spirit & prepare you for the drudgery next week!

What do you wake up to each morning? Your mobile phone, a newspaper, the television, a cup of coffee, an urgent text from your boss? You know what I woke up to this morning? FAN MAIL! And what makes it even better is the fact that it is for one the most CONTROVERSIAL writers in my fleet – Nishant Nishit! Now, by definition, the word CONTROVERSIAL means

“giving rise or likely to give rise to controversy or public disagreement”

So in that sense, my word selection to describe this individual is absolutely legitimate. Looking at the chaos he spins on social media everyday supports my claim. People go to the extent of using his own social media propaganda hashtags against him just to prove their point! I don’t know if you have your thinking glasses on but I do, & I can make out that that’s epic shit! Love him or hate him, you cannot ignore him. It’s a cliche, I know, but like every cliche, there’s an element of truth here too! Anyway, this isn’t the first time somebody has sent in an e-mail or message dedicated to Nik’s awesomeness but this is the first time I felt it is ABSO-FUCKING-LUTELY appropriate to the tee, if you have to describe his thoughts, his journey & HIM! And why not, it’s been penned by John Lennon. So without further ado, allow me to share a message we recieved from Ujala Wani from the paradise on earth, Kashmir.

Dear Nishant,

I’m Ujala Wani & I am from Kashmir. I do not know how to express my adoration for someone I have never met in person but whose soul I feel connected to through his words. I wake up each morning & the first thing I do is, check your blog to see what you have written today! I am no writer, but I do sing & I feel the following song just has to be dedicated to you. It’s a hard hitting number by John Lennon who I know you also admire, just as all epic people do. And here’s a picture of me, rehearsing for the day I would play it in person for you.

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“Working Class Hero”

As soon as you’re born they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of it all
‘Til the pain is so big you feel nothing at all
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
They hurt you at home and they hit you at school
They hate you if you’re clever and they despise a fool
‘Til you’re so fucking crazy you can’t follow their rules
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

 

When they’ve tortured and scared you for 20 odd years
Then they expect you to pick a career
When you can’t really function, you’re so full of fear

A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

Keep you doped with religion, and sex, and T.V.
And you think you’re so clever and classless and free
But you’re still fucking peasants as far as I can see

A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

There’s room at the top they are telling you still
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill
If you want to be like the folks on the hill

A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

If you want to be a hero well just follow me
If you want to be a hero well just follow me

Hope you like my dedication & hope you write back! Even if you don’t, hope you continue your war of words. You’re my hero!
Love & luck
Ujala

Hmmm, I don’t know about Nishant but if someone would write a letter like that for me, I wouldn’t just be reading that John Lennon song, I’d be dancing to it! But it’s for Nishant, he’s the man of the hour, so I will urge him to dance to it instead & let me thank not only Ujala, but all those people who believe in ‘Broken Radio’, who believe in Nishant, who believe that the truth is irreplaceable even if it’s a hard pill to swallow.

Thank you for reading, supporting, following! One such letter makes the hate spewed on social media dissolve like salt in water! And a word to Nishant, you’re not that controversial after all eh? People have started agreeing with you…!

 
Grace & Peace!

Operation Damage Control

You cannot control what happens to you, but you can control your attitude toward what happens to you, and in that, you will be mastering change rather than allowing it to master you.

– Brian Tracy

What happens when you look into a mirror? You see your own reflection. If something seems amiss, you take care of it, like readjust your tie, spruce up your hair, straighten your crease & go about your day. But what happens when a mirror is shown to you? Somebody walks up to you when you’re least expecting it & shows you exactly how ridiculous you really are, that can cause some involuntary jolts & thought-less reactions.

This seems to be the case with some corporate psychopaths who thought it’s okay to play God in others lives just because they’re in a position to do so in a perverse sense. While I am deeply touched by the support Nishant has garnered from those who think alike & are reasonable minded, I am absolutely appalled by the audacity of those involved in the incidents highlighted in Nishant’s articles American Express India Campus – A Sexual Playground and American Express India Campus – A Sexual Playground – II 

It started with veiled threats coming from a manager who warned Nishant that he could “Get into trouble” while claiming to be his well wisher. After an afternoon gone by of messages almost spamming my friend’s inbox, asking him to remove the ‘name’ , it went on to persuasion tactics applied over the telephone. Listen up Mr Manager, your bull shit worked while we were in that corporate steel cage not because you are some wise magician whose persuasion tactics are a force to be reckoned with, your feedback session was such a success mostly because nobody had a choice but to comply. OBEY. SUBMIT. AGREE. That’s not the case now. We’re allowed to report shit. We’re allowed to talk about things we see. Nobody can walk up to us say, hush up. Now, for the  anonymous messages & the paid bot commentators falsely stating that the incidents highlighted are an exception, allow me to remind you of the time when a woman in Campus had filed an FIR against an American Express TL for sexual harassment & we were all asked to ‘un-tag’ ourselves from her Facebook post. I understand that you have to train yourselves to ignore what happens around you & protect yourself from reality but not us. In fact, ever since Nishant’s article has been published, there have been messages pouring in from people validating the very fact that not only is this the culture there, but also, their own experiences with regards to sexual approaches, innuendos & what not. But publishing hearsay is not our aim. Nishant simply wrote about what he has witnessed. WITNESSED. Not HEARD. We’ve heard a lot over the years & heard a lot more in the last two days. We don’t run on gossip. YOU DO.

Damage control can be more damaging to any situation. You end up validating the very fact that you want to falsify. Take my advise, stop trying to FIX THIS SHIT & fix the shit within you. Pledge never to try taking advantage of another individual & repent. That would be true damage control.

Orange Clad Demon – CM Yogi Adityanath

 

Orange is the new Black

Good Afternoon Planet

I’ve got a few questions for all of you today.

How many of us have seen a Pope fighting for election?

How many of us have seen a Maulana representing a state or a country?

How many of us have seen a priest running a state?

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The answer to the first two questions is no one. But the answer to the last question is – 7.5 billion. This disparity is scary. Uttar Pradesh , is the most populous state in the Republic of India. It is home to the highest numbers of both Hindus and Muslims. By religion, the population in 2011 was Hindus 79.73%, Muslims 19.26%, Sikhs 0.32%, Christians 0.18%, Jains 0.11%, Buddhists 0.10%, and Others 0.30%. The literacy rate of the state at the 2011 census was 70%, which was below the national average of 74%.

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Now Indians are not smart. We are talking about a set of people who uninstalled Snapdeal when the CEO of Snapchat called them poor. That’s the level of intellect Indians possess. Indians were ashamed of themselves since ages. Modi was quoted in a newspaper saying “Earlier you felt ashamed of being born Indian” and that his term in office is what has changed that perception. Twitter was outraged with PM’s remarks. The whole nation was. I wasn’t. I have dealt with foreign nationals through out my corporate slavery of 8 long years. And I am very well aware of how Indians are perceived throughout the globe. Indians are so uneducated that they have to be taught not to shit and pee in public. They have to be taught not to push people in metros. They need to be taught not to litter. They need to be taught not to pick nose in public. That’s how intelligent Indians are.

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Modi was right when he passed this remark and he has done a good job teaching Indians few manners. I applaud him for that. But that could have been done by any of these money hungry, corporate endorsing, celebrities. A PM’s job is to run a country, not to teach fellow country men manners. But that was his strategy. He did not win an election. He won a popularity contest and he would not stop. He would continue fighting for his popularity like Kim Kardashian and the way teenage girls admire Kim, this illiterate country would continue loving PM Modi. He has paid media along his side.

Subhash Chandra is an Indian media moghul. He is chairman of Essel Group, an Indian conglomerate. He also got elected to the Upper House of Indian parliament from the Haryana state in Rajya Sabha election.

Essel group owns –

  • World is One News
  • Zee News
  • Zee Hindustan
  • Zee Entertainment Enterprises
  • Zee Media Corporation
  • Daily News and Analysis
  • Dish TV
  • Siti Cable
  • Zee Turner Limited
  • Intrex Trade Exchange Ltd
  • Cyquator Technologies Limited
  • Digital Media Convergence Limited
  • CornerShop Entertainment

Modi and Subhash have been close friends. Modi launched Subhash’s autobiography at 7, Race Course Road, New Delhi. Why would a PM do something like this? And how did he manage time? These are relevant questions. These are not baseless allegations.  You better find the answers yourself. I am not here to hand it over to you. Tweet Modi and ask him, ”Isn’t it unethical to be friends with one of the major media baron?”

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Anyways lets get back to his pet, CM Yogi. We have already established that U.P’s literacy rate is lower than that of the rest of India and Indians are born stupid. I am just saying what your PM says proudly. He believes in it too. Why shouldn’t he? We are watching paid media praising him and we assume he is praise worthy. Let me remind you of a truth which you seem to have forgotten because media no longer brings it up. This man is responsible for riots. He was denounced by the global community because of his hard lined religious approach and even was denied Visa to United States. The same country which proudly endorses him now because of a common goal – Kill Muslims. Don’t make too much of a noise. Kill them slowly and silently. Oh, my bad. They do not use the term kill. That’s bad. Neutralize the threat. That’s the popular term.

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Now this rioting enthusiast has appointed his pet as the chief minister of a state which is stupider than an already stupid nation. This pet wears a costume the whole fucking time. That’s how tolerant he is. He never gets out of his costume. He thinks he is a religious rock star. No he isn’t. He is a lunatic. Religion breeds hatred. That’s the base of religion. All the world’s biggest documented tragedies including ancient conquests and modern wars are religiously motivated and politically masked. A person who wears a black gown throughout, yup, Orange is the new black. I have started hating orange cause now I think it’s just blood, diluted with sweat. This lunatic who wants to create a Hindu nation is fueling hatred in people and letting his so called army of goons – Hindu Sena, run around like wild monkeys, killing innocent people in the name of animals.

I am a born Hindu and I eat beef. I enjoy eating beef. I would eat beef everyday. Also on Tuesdays and Thursdays. And I want you lunatics to mess with me. Stop killing little children in the name of your gods. Come mess with me. I am going to a slaughter house this very evening, located in Ghaziabad, to buy beef and then I would head home and cook it and eat delicious beef. My doors would be open waiting for your goons. Many few people realize the power of truth. If you are not a bastard Mr Yogi, if you drank your mother’s milk and not some vagabond animal’s piss, I welcome you for a nice meal. (This is the languagae they communicate in) Let’s see who has power. A bought position handed to you while you run around like puppet or a True voice of an honest Indian. Tonight let’s see whether the revolution would be televised or not. Tonight you should pay for killing Junaid. You killed him and PM Modi conceived it in one of his Jet lags. Hope to see you and your army of goons in the next few hours.

Good Bye for now.

 

Modi & Yogi – Rise of Monkey Men

Good Afternoon Planet

Today morning we all agreed that organized religion breeds hatred and is mostly based on a captivating story. Let’s talk about one today, before we discuss our so called Hindu Savior leaders.

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Hanuman , he’s a well regarded mythological figure. Mythology means – a collection of myths, especially one belonging to a particular religious or cultural tradition. As per Hindu mythology, Hanuman is a divine monkey who was Ram’s companion.

The texts mention about a scholar Raavan, who was blessed by Lord Shiva (a yogi – one who masters the ancient, mystic art of yoga). Raavan was of higher intellect. He was regarded as someone so intelligent that he is widely believed to have 10 heads, meaning he was wiser than ten collective wise men. Raavan’s sister fell in love with Ram. Ram was already married. So Ram rejected her and instructed his younger brother to chop her nose off to teach her a lesson.

Let’s pause and understand the story. Ram was exiled by his own family. Family is always regarded as the pillar of love and support. Parents never abandon children, even in dire circumstances. Ram must have done at least something to piss his people to bring the exile upon himself. No one denies this fact.

A women fell in love with a married man. I understand, even in today’s society it’s considered a taboo. But, Is it unconstitutional? Did she commit a felony? No. She did not. As a matter of fact she didn’t even know, Ram was an unavailable man. She just fell in love with a misogynist. A man who was so blind and greedy that he abandoned his wife also, later on, questioning her integrity. The same wife who blessed him with her unconditional love and shared the pains of exile with him equally.

This man had no right to physically harm a woman. If he wasn’t interested, he could have ended things on a polite note and maybe people would have wrote sonnets about this incomplete love. But he being a women hater, choose to punish Raavan’s for her forthcoming conduct. Feminists, I hope you listening now.

Raavan being a scholar and a warrior choose to punish Ram. He took his pride away. He stole Ram’s wife. Now Ram who is supposedly worshiped as one of the strongest men, failed to defend his wife. How Ironical! I guess the exile was well deserved.

Someone who cannot defend his wife, no one would imagine him to defend an entire country.

Anyways, his divine monkey friend decided to help him out. This divine monkey went with a bag full of tricks and burnt a city which was a center of trade and a symbol of prosperity – Lanka. A city so legendary that the walls were made of gold. It’s referred as the Golden Lanka. And then finally Ram defeated Raavan with the help of an army of chimps, plotting an assassination by the help of Raavan’s jilted, traitor of a brother.

Ram freed his wife and then abandoned her.

The crux of the story – Be a hater. Hate women. Question their integrity. And hate anyone who is wise and powerful because you are petty within.

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Now let’s see our two biggest Indian leaders. PM Modi and CM Yogi. They both hate women. PM Modi abandoned his wife. Yogi never got married. They both are extremely narrow minded and resort to primal selves when feel threatened. Modi is known to have reached his throne of seven kingdoms by trampling and climbing over more than a millions of riot victims.

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Hanuman, the divine monkey brought riot in Lanka. Yogi’s men – Hindu Sena do the same. They have figured out that a big riot can cause global pressure. So now it’s two killings each day. Solves the purpose and doesn’t bring any shame. That’s smart thinking.

India Elections

I pledge to vote for the Monkey Men in 2019. Monkey power rocks India. Indians hate being called snake charmers. I think Monkey Men would be okay with them.

Women’s Equality in Islam

                                                              Ramadan Kareem
 There’s a lot of misconceptions about Islam – especially in relation to women and feminism. Alongside traditional “Western feminists”, there’s two common branches of Muslim feminists: “secular Muslim feminists” and “Islamic feminists“.

 I believe in feminism within Islam – both being not only compatible but mutual. In Islam men and women are different yet equal. Women are treasured in all forms – as humans beings, believers, daughters, sisters, mothers, wives…

To give a brief introduction, here are few quotations depicting women’s equality to men and status in Islam – belonging to the Qur’an and the ahadith (sayings/teachings) of the Prophet Mohammed (PBUH).

  1. “The most complete believer in faith is the best in morals, and the best among you is the best to their wives.” (Tirmidhi)
  2. “And among God’s signs is this: He created for you mates from amongst yourselves (males for females and vice versa) that you might find tranquility and peace in them. And he has put love and kindness among you. Herein surely are signs for those who reflect.” (Qur’an, 30: 21)
  3. “They (your wives) are your garment and you are a garment for them.” (Qur’an, 2: 187)
  4. “O Messenger of Allah! Who is most deserving of my fine treatment?” He said, “Your mother, then your mother, then your mother, then your father, then your nearest, then nearest.” (Narrated by Abu Hurairah – Bukhari and Muslim)markosian-chechnya-npr01_custom-fe05b1ff61682e5c6be47ddc524e6944788d60fc-s900-c85
  5. “Observe your duty to Allah in respect to the women, and treat them well.” (Prophet Muhammed’s  Last Sermon)
  6. “I went to the Apostle of Allah (PBUH) and asked him: What do you say (command) about our wives? He replied: Give them food what you have for yourself, and clothe them by which you clothe yourself, and do not beat them, and do not revile them.” (Narrated by Mu’awiyah al-Qushayri – Abu Dawud)
  7. “Verily, women are the twin halves of men.” (Abu Dawud, Tirmidhi)
  8. “And for women are rights over men similar to those of men over women.” (Qur’an, 2: 228)000_Hkg345239
  9. “Say to the believing men that they should lower their gaze and guard their modesty: that will make for greater purity for them: and Allah is well acquainted with all that they do. And say to the believing women that they should lower their gaze and guard their modesty; that they should not display their beauty and ornaments except what (ordinarily) appear thereof; that they should draw their veils over their bosoms.” (Qur’an, 24: 30-1)
  10. “When one of them gets a baby girl, his face becomes darkened with overwhelming grief. Ashamed, he hides from the people, because of the bad news given to him. He even ponders: should he keep the baby grudgingly, or bury her in the dust. Miserable indeed is their judgment.” (Qur’an, 16: 58-59)
  11. “Their Lord responded to them: “I never fail to reward any worker among you for any work you do, be you male or female – you are equal to one another.” (Qur’an, 3: 195)
  12. “The believers, men and women, are helpers, supporters, friends and protectors of one another, they enjoin all that is good, and forbid all that is evil, they offer their prayers perfectly, and give Zakah (obligatory charity) and obey Allah and His Messenger. Allah will bestow Mercy on them. Surely Allah is All-Mighty, All-Wise.” (Qur’an, 9: 71)03eaada60a0863feef5b06257986b039

So there you are – it’s a vast topic but I hope that’s given some insight into the beauty of being a Muslim woman. Abuses against women in the name of culture and through ignorance and a lack of understanding of Islam, do not represent Islam and are contrary to the rights that Allah had ordained and bestowed upon women.

Salam!

 

The Infamous Love Guru – OSHO

Truth is within you, do not search for it elsewhere.

Live wakefully, Die each moment so that you can be new each moment.

Do not search. That which is, is. Stop and see.

Love Guru – OSHO

Shree Rajneesh (born Chandra Mohan Jain, 11 December 1931 – 19 January 1990), also known as Osho, Acharya Rajneesh, or simply Rajneesh, was an Indian Godman and leader of the Rajneesh movement. During his lifetime he was viewed as a controversial mystic, guru, and spiritual teacher. In the 1960s he travelled throughout India as a public speaker and was a vocal critic of socialism, Mahatma Gandhi, and Hindu religious orthodoxy.[6] He advocated a more open attitude towards human sexuality, earning him the sobriquet “sex guru” in the Indian and later international press, although this attitude became more acceptable with time.

“When love expresses through you it first expresses as the body. It becomes sex. If it expresses through the mind, which is higher, deeper, subtler, then it is called love. If it expresses through the spirit, it becomes prayer….”

In 1970 Rajneesh spent time in Mumbai initiating followers known as “neo-sannyasins.” During this period he expanded his spiritual teachings and through his discourses gave an original insight into the writings of religious traditions, mystics, and philosophers from around the world. In 1974 Rajneesh relocated to Pune where a foundation and ashram was established to offer a variety of “transformational tools” for both Indian and international visitors. By the late 1970s, tension between the ruling Janata Party government of Morarji Desai and the movement led to a curbing of the ashram’s development.

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In 1981 efforts refocused on activities in the United States and Rajneesh relocated to a facility known as Rajneeshpuram in Wasco County, Oregon. Almost immediately the movement ran into conflict with county residents and the State government and a succession of legal battles concerning the ashram’s construction and continued development curtailed its success. In 1985, following the investigation of serious crimes including the 1984 Rajneeshee bioterror attack, and an assassination plot to murder US Attorney Charles H. Turner, Rajneesh alleged that his personal secretary Ma Anand Sheela and her close supportters had been responsible. He was later deported from the United States in accordance with an Alford plea bargain.

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After his deportation 21 countries denied him entry, and he ultimately returned to India, and a reinvigorated Pune ashram, where he died in 1990. His ashram is today known as the Osho International Meditation Resort.

His syncretic teachings emphasise the importance of meditation, awareness, love, celebration, courage, creativity, and humor—qualities that he viewed as being suppressed by adherence to static belief systems, religious tradition, and socialisation. Rajneesh’s teachings have had a notable impact on Western New Age thought, and their popularity has increased markedly since his death.

“If everything goes well and sex is natural and flowing it is a beautiful experience because you can have a glimpse of the second through it. If sex goes really very deep, so that you forget yourself completely in it, you can even have a glimpse of the third through it. And if sex becomes a total orgasmic experience, there are rare moments when you can even have a glimpse of the fourth, the turiya, the beyond, through it.”
 
But if sex fails, then many perversions happen to the mind. These perversions are expressed in hatred. Hatred is a failure of sex, a failure of love energy. Violence, lust for money, the continuous conflicting attitudes of egos: war, politics – these are all sex perversions.”
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Have A Grand Wedding Without A Grand Hole In The Pocket!

Let’s face the fact that it’s going to be THE MOST EXPENSIVE EVENT in your life. Everyone dreams of having a grand wedding, but not everyone can afford the expenses it entails. Then there are others who wish to save up money spent in the actual wedding and invest it elsewhere, like buying things for the house, an extended vacation a.k.a honeymoon or simply donate the extra savings for a noble cause. Whatever the reason may be, if you ask me, it’s always sensible to spend wisely no matter what the occasion.

So here are some ways in which you can still have a great wedding without a huge dent in your pocket !

Skip The DJ!

Yup! You read that right! Skip the DJ but not necessarily the song and dance routine. I personally find the traditional ‘dholki & chamcha’ routine with folk songs sung impromptu by family members during ‘sangeet‘ or wedding celebrations, or the traditional live ‘dhol’ much more soulful, memorable & enjoyable however, to each his own, therefore, if you are the kind who prefers ‘bollywood’ or any other genre of songs for fun & dance, have a techno savvy cousin mix up a a bunch of CDs with your favorite tracks, get speakers on rent, (or if you own JBL speakers you’re sorted) and have a blast without a DJ blasting a hole in your wallet!

Recycle Your Mother’s/Father’s Wedding Attire!

You may be surprised to know, or maybe not, that wedding couture can be painfully expensive. And to make matters worse, you end up blowing your gold on something that you would probably NEVER wear in your entire life AGAIN! So if you’re one of those lucky people whose parents are sentimental about their wedding wardrobe and have kept it with TLC even after all these years (because it was damn expensive back then too and they only wore it ONCE), then your apparel issues are solved! Depending on whether it’s a saree, lehnga, sharara, gown (if you’re the bride) or a formal suit, a pathani suit or a dhoti (if you’re a bridegroom), all you have to do is get it dry cleaned and trimmed or extended to fit you. If you feel you don’t like the colors or the design is too old fashioned, try mixing and matching for e:g stick to the lehnga but team it up with a new dupatta or get the saree dyed to a different color or get a new designer blouse stitched! And not only for the D-Day, you can reuse your parents’ wedding trousseau for other celebrations as well! Problem cost effectively solved!

Limit The Number Of Invites

This is a tough one, I agree. In our country, a wedding is a time when people usually end up inviting hoards of guests who, like  almost everything else about the wedding, are a one time show! A way to ensure as less a number of sullen faces as possible (an impossible task really) is to have a quite gathering of very close relatives and friends for the actual wedding ceremony and throw a grand reception later. What happens in most scenarios is , we end up inviting a whole gamut of guests on almost every function or ceremony. That can and should be restricted too! For instance, men really have little or nothing to do during mehndi, haldi & sangeet functions at the girl’s side at least except for hang around in the courtyard or an extra room for drinks, so sending ‘Ladies Only’ invites for these functions only seems like a reasonable thing to do! The men can enjoy their drinks at the reception isn’t it?

Make A Schedule & Stick To It!

Indian weddings are infamous for never starting on time! If the time on the invite says ‘Baraat At 07:30’, you can be absolutely sure that the procession isn’t going to start before 10 or even 11:00PMish! What this implies is, your orchestra band is going to end up charging extra because of the extra time they spend than you hired them for, your ‘conveyor‘ of cars, buses whatever is also going to be serving you a little longer , which also, is probably on rent and I have personally witnessed a situation where the actual wedding ritual had to be shifted to the house of the bride, in her courtyard, because the baraat was so exceptionally late, that it clashed with another function scheduled to happen in the same banquet! AVOID!

Try To Host As Many Gatherings At Home As Possible!

Arguably, most Indian families still stick to this rule. But in larger cities, this seems to be a dwindling trend. Bring it back! Especially if you have a spacious house/apartment or the society you dwell in is OK with residents hosting terrace parties or using the lawn or garden area for this purpose. Trust me, it’s going to turn out much cheaper to pay a few extra bucks to your own Residents Welfare Association rather than splurging on banquets, open lush lawns or hotels.

Have A ‘Halwai’ At Home!

Sweets make an essential part and parcel of any wedding especially here in India. Instead of purchasing expensive sweets by the kilo and spending on the scale of many thousands, make use of your courtyard, terrace, an extra room in the house or that of a relative, friend etc to have a local halwai prepare sweets for the wedding on a daily wage basis. Your sweets just got sweeter!

Let’s Talk About Jewels!

Diamonds aren’t a girl’s best friend, books are! Besides they have no resale value.So ditch the heavy real jewelry sets & stick to fashion jewelry which you can procure on rent or even buy without a tsunami in your bank account! If you wish to buy gold with an investment point of view, go for pound coins. You would pay for the gold without the burden of making charges that you end up paying with jewelry.

There are many more creative yet thoughtful & cost effective ways of planning a wedding, you just need to realize that it’s not how grand the wedding looks on the outside that matters but how effectively planned and well executed it really is that would make it memorable for not just you but for those around you too! And remember, a lavish wedding is no guarantee to a successful marriage or a long-lasting relationship, but depth and insight is and if you’re this sorted , organized and sensible on a day when most people lose their mind and end up in debt, you’re partner is sure to admire your thoughtfulness and sensibility!

 

 

Mysticism : Deciphering Sant Kabir

 

“Listen, my friend. He who loves understands.”

Before we begin talking about one of the original mystics, Kabir, let’s understand Mysticism.

Mysticism is popularly known as becoming one with God or the Absolute, but may refer to any kind of ecstasy or altered state of consciousness which is given a religious or spiritual meaning. It may also refer to the attainment of insight in ultimate or hidden truths, and to human transformation supported by various practices and experiences.

Derived from the Greek word μυω, meaning “to conceal”, mysticism referred to the biblical liturgical, spiritual, and contemplative dimensions of early and medieval Christianity. During the early modern period, the definition of mysticism grew to include a broad range of beliefs and ideologies related to “extraordinary experiences and states of mind”.

In modern times, “mysticism” has acquired a limited definition, with broad applications, as meaning the aim at the “union with the Absolute, the Infinite, or God”. This limited definition has been applied to a wide range of religious traditions and practices, valuing “mystical experience” as a key element of mysticism.

“The Lord is in me, the Lord is in you, as life is in every seed, put false pride away and seek the Lord within..”
― Kabir

Kabir was a 15th-century Indian mystic poet and saint, whose writings influenced Hinduism’s Bhakti movement and his verses are found in Sikhism’s scripture Adi Granth. His early life was in a Muslim family, but he was strongly influenced by his teacher, the Hindu bhakti leader Ramananda.

Kabir is known for being critical of both Hinduism and Islam, stating that the former was misguided by the Vedas and the latter by the Quran, and questioning their meaningless rites of initiation such as the sacred thread and circumcision respectively. During his lifetime, he was threatened by both Hindus and Muslims for his views. When he died, both Hindus and Muslims he had inspired claimed him as theirs.

“Listen to the secret sound, the real sound, which is inside you. The one no one talks of speaks the secret sound to himself, and he is the one who has made it all.”

Kabir suggested that True God is with the person who is on the path of righteousness, considered all creatures on earth as his own self, and who is passively detached from the affairs of the world. To know God, suggested Kabir, meditate with the mantra Rāma, Rāma.

Kabir’s legacy survives and continues through the Kabir panth (“Path of Kabir”), a religious community that recognizes him as its founder and is one of the Sant Mat sects. Its members are known as Kabir panthis.

Some scholars state that Kabir’s parents may have been recent converts to Islam, they and Kabir were likely unaware of Islamic orthodox tradition, and are likely to have been following the Nath (Shaiva Yogi) school of Hinduism. This view, while contested by other scholars, has been summarized by Charlotte Vaudeville as follows:

Circumcised or not, Kabir was officially a musalman, though it appears likely that some form of Nathism was his ancestral tradition. This alone would explain his relative ignorance of Islamic tenets, his remarkable acquaintance with Tantric-yoga practices and his lavish use of its esoteric jargon [in his poems]. He appears far more conversant with Nath-panthi basic attitudes and philosophy than with the Islamic orthodox tradition.

— Charlotte Vaudeville on Kabir (1974), 

Some commentators suggest Kabir’s philosophy to be a syncretic synthesis of Hinduism and Islam, but scholars widely state that this is false and a misunderstanding of Kabir. He adopted their terminology and concepts, but vigorously criticized them both. He questioned the need for any holy book, as stated in Kabir Granthavali as follows:

Reading book after book the whole world died,
and none ever became learned!

— Kabir Granthavali, XXXIII.3, Translated by Charlotte Vaudeville

Many scholars interpret Kabir’s philosophy to be questioning the need for religion, rather than attempting to propose either Hindu-Muslim unity or an independent synthesis of a new religious tradition. Kabir rejected the hypocrisy and misguided rituals evident in various religious practices of his day, including those in Islam and Hinduism.

Saints I’ve seen both ways.
Hindus and Muslims don’t want discipline, they want tasty food.
The Hindu keeps the eleventh-day fast, eating chestnuts and milk.
He curbs his grain but not his brain, and breaks his fast with meat.
The Turk [Muslim] prays daily, fasts once a year, and crows “God!, God!” like a cock.
What heaven is reserved for people who kill chickens in the dark?
Instead of kindness and compassion, they’ve cast out all desire.
One kills with a chop, one lets the blood drop, in both houses burns the same fire.
Turks and Hindus have one way, the guru’s made it clear.
Don’t say Ram, don’t say Khuda [Allah], so says Kabir.

— Kabir, Śabda 10, Translated by Linda Hess and Shukdeo Singh

In Bijak, Kabir mocks the practice of praying to avatars such as Buddha of Buddhism, by asserting “don’t call the master Buddha, he didn’t put down devils”. Kabir urged people to look within and consider all human beings as manifestation of God’s living forms:

If God be within the mosque, then to whom does this world belong?
If Ram be within the image which you find upon your pilgrimage,
then who is there to know what happens without?
Hari is in the East, Allah is in the West.
Look within your heart, for there you will find both Karim and Ram;
All the men and women of the world are His living forms.
Kabir is the child of Allah and of Ram: He is my Guru, He is my Pir.

— Kabir, III.2, Translated by Rabindranath Tagore

Charlotte Vaudeville states that the philosophy of Kabir and other sants of the Bhakti movement is the seeking of the Absolute. The notion of this Absolute is nirguna which, writes Vaudeville, is same as “the Upanishadic concept of the Brahman-Atman and the monistic Advaita interpretation of the Vedantic tradition, which denies any distinction between the soul [within a human being] and God, and urges man to recognize within himself his true divine nature”. Vaudeville notes that this philosophy of Kabir and other Bhakti sants is self-contradictory, because if God is within, then that would be a call to abolish all external bhakti. This inconsistency in Kabir’s teaching may have been differentiating “union with God” from the concept of “merging into God, or Oneness in all beings”. Alternatively, states Vaudeville, the saguna prema-bhakti (tender devotion) may have been prepositioned as the journey towards self-realization of the nirguna Brahman, a universality beyond monotheism.

Kabir has been criticised for his depiction of women. Nikky-Guninder Kaur Singh states, “Kabir’s opinion of women is contemptuous and derogatory”. Wendy Doniger concludes Kabir had a misogynist bias. For Kabir, states Schomer, woman is “Kali nagini (a black cobra), kunda naraka ka (the pit of hell), juthani jagata ki (the refuse of the world)”. According to Kabir, a woman prevents man’s spiritual progress.

Woman ruins everything when she comes near man;
Devotion, liberation, and divine knowledge no longer enter his soul.

— Kabir, Translated by Nikky-Guninder Kaur Singh

Singh states that this outlook of Kabir about women and their role in human quest for spirituality was not shared with Nanak who founded Sikhism. Surjit Singh Gandhi also agrees with this.

In contrast to Singh’s interpretation of Kabir’s gender views, Dass interprets Rag Asa section of Adi Granth as Kabir asking a young married woman to stop veiling her face, and not to adopt such social habits. Dass adds that Kabir’s poetry can be interpreted in two ways, one literally where the woman refers to human female, another allegorically where woman is symbolism for his own soul and Rama is the Lord-husband.

 

I guess the above stated material serves the need of hate propaganda for all the religions. So that’s why, Let’s go to Riot. Let’s take out axes and pitchforks and kill each other in the name of religion. I hope God would save you. You are essential. This entire planet thrives because of you and your closest advisor called GREED. Or let’s understand this quote and pray to the ALMIGHTY.

“बुरा जो देखण मैं चला, बुरा ना मिलया कोए
जो मन खोजा अपना, तो मुझसे बुरा ना कोए”

When I went looking for evil, I found it lurking inside, In my soul!

Translated by Nishant

Meera – The mystic lover Poetess

 

Don’t forget love;
it will bring all the madness you need
to unfurl yourself across the universe.

  • Mīrābāī, in ” Love Poems from God: Twelve Sacred Voices from the East and West

Perhaps the most remembered and quoted woman in India history is a sixteenth century poet, singer and saint called Mirabai, or Meera. Versions of her songs are sung today all over India, and she appears as a subject in films, books, dances, plays and paintings. Even Mahatma Gandhi promoted her, seeing Mira as a symbol of a woman who has the right to chose her own path, forsake a life of luxury, and in nonviolent resistance find liberation.

Mirabai belonged to the Rajput aristocracy. From an early age, she worshiped the image of Krishna. Her form of worship was influenced by a number of her male relatives who were devotees of a mystical form of Hinduism called Bhakti.

In the Bhakti tradition, one approached one’s god through pure love, without any restrictions of caste, color, or gender.

Many Bhakti followers gave up their worldly life and left their families to became wandering teachers or live together in like-minded communities. Their message usually was spread through deeply personal poems through which they conversed with their chosen God. Female devotees who aspired to live this life also had to give up their husbands and family. They had to live among people from a variety of castes, including those considered forbidden to them. In spite of what many felt were acts of subversive, some who overcame obstacles to follow their spiritual quests in time became respected and even revered.

In 1516 Mirabai was married to Prince Bhoj Raj of the Rajput kingdom of Mewar, the most powerful Rajput state in the early 16th century. It’s capital was Chittor. From the start Mira was a problem. She refused to worship her husband’s family’s goddess (devi), claiming that she already had offered herself to Lord Krishna and considered herself married to him. She refused the family’s gifts of silks and jewels. She insisting on associating with the community of bhaktas. And when her husband died after only three short years, Mirabai refused to join him on his funeral pyre, a practice at the time expected of high caste Rajput widows. Instead she claimed that now she was free to devote herself completely to the worship of Krishna.

Mira’s devotional practices became increasingly intense. She often sang and danced herself into ecstasies, even in public places like temples. News about her spread all over India and she soon attracted a following of devotees from all social groups and castes.

My Dark One has gone to an alien land.
He has left me behind, he’s never returned, he’s never sent me a single word.
So I’ve stripped off my ornaments, jewels and adornments, cut my hair from my head.
And put on holy garments, all on his account, seeking him in all four directions.
Mira: unless she meets the Dark One, her Lord, she doesn’t even want to live.

— Mira Bai, Translated by John Stratton Hawley

Mira lived in a time and place when the sexual virtue of women was fiercely guarded. Her husband’s family was shocked by her actions and finally locked her inside the house. In her songs Mira says that on two occasions they tried to kill her, but she was miraculously saved both times. At some point she left the palace and city of Chittor and returned to her birth family. They too disapproved of her actions. Sometime around 1527 she set off as a wanderer, traveling to places of pilgrimage associated with the life of Krishna. Her popularity grew. Before she even arrived at the site, people gathered singing her songs. Mirabai returned once briefly to her home, but in the face of further family harassment decided to leave the kingdom of Chittor for good. She passed her last days in Dwarka on the coast of the Arabian sea, the site believed to be that of Krishna’s youth.

Mira’s life resonates in the hearts of many in India today for many reasons. First there are her words, which with beauty and joy express a kind of female liberation. In them, her rejection and even disdain of the wealthy and their life of riches also appeals to the poor. Then there is her rebellion, which is seen as being against injustice within the family and within kinship groups in general.

While valuing women as mothers above all, India also reveres the self-expression of Mira, a childless woman who is identified as having rebelled against her husband and in-laws.

Love is something absolutely unselfish, that which has no thought beyond the glorification and adoration of the object upon which our affections are bestowed. It is a quality which bows down and worships and asks nothing in return. Merely to love is the sole request that true love has to ask. It is said of a Hindu saint (Mirabai) that when she was married, she said to her husband, the king, that she was already married.
To whom?” asked the king.
To God,” was the reply.

Swami Vivekananda in “Others on Mirabai”

Hare Rama Hare Krishna Krishna Krishna Hare Hare

Khadija the Great

“God Almighty never granted me anyone better in this life than her. She accepted me when people rejected me; she believed in me when people doubted me; she shared her wealth with me when people deprived me; and Allah granted me children only through her.”

Welcome back readers. Ramadan Kareem!

Today’s Iftar entertainment is the least talked about, yet the greatest of all times, Love story. It’s about a not so simple girl Khadījah al-Kubra who later on became the “Mother of the Believers” (Khadijah the Great) and attained the status of the most important female figures in Islam.

 Khadija was a daughter of a merchant. She was scholarly and inquisitive. Khadija married three times and had children from all her marriages. Her husbands met accidental demise. And Khadija was all by herself in a big, ugly, misogynist society. Khadija has also been referred in many texts as the “Wise One“. She was a highly driven and intelligent person, like our today’s corporate women.

Due to her eloquent personality and great business skills, Khadija became a very successful caravan merchant in no time.  It is said that when the Quraysh’s trade caravans gathered to embark upon their summer journey to Syria or winter journey to Yemen, Khadija’s caravan equalled the caravans of all other traders of the Quraysh put together. She was known by the by-names Ameerat-Quraysh (“Princess of Quraysh”), al-Tahira (“The Pure One”) and Khadija Al-Kubra (Khadija “the Great”). It is said that she fed and clothed the poor, assisted her relatives financially and provided marriage portions for poor relations. Khadija was said to have neither believed in nor worshipped idols.

Khadija did not travel with her trade caravans; she employed others to trade on her behalf for a commission. One day, Khadija needed an agent for a transaction in Syria. Khadija needed someone who could be trusted.

Muhammad who was 25 years old, due to his helping attitude was addressed as Al-Sadiq (“the Truthful”) and Al-Amin (“the Trustworthy” or “Honest”). Khadija hired Muhammad, offering to pay double her usual commission. 

She sent one of her servants, Maysarah, to assist him. Upon returning, Maysarah gave accounts of the honorable way that Muhammad had conducted his business, with the result that he brought back twice as much profit as Khadija had expected. Maysarah also relayed that on the return journey, Muhammad had stopped to rest under a tree. A passing monk, informed Maysarah that, “None but a prophet ever sat beneath this tree.”

Khadija became joyful because the same morning, she had a dream in which the sun descended from the sky into her courtyard, fully illuminating her home. She knew what her heart wanted now. Because of her social status many wealthy Quraysh men had already asked for her hand in marriage, but she had refused all of them. She had waited long for her knight in shining armor, and finally the wait was over.

But Khadija din’t know how to express her love. She used to engage in long conversations with Muhammad, on false pretext of work, hoping someday she would have the courage to say her feeling. But she never could. Somehow when Muhammad looked at her, time used to freeze. There are many texts which indicate that one day, Muhammad came to Khadija and looked into her eyes and they both stood silently, staring at each other blankly, till the nightfall. This captivating event was interrupted by, Khadija ‘s entrusted friend named Nafisa.

Nafisa was aware of Khadija’s feeling towards Muhammad. Nafisa suggested Muhammad to consider marrying. Muhammad was hesitant because he had no money to support a wife.

 But as they say,

“It might take a year. It might take a day. But, what’s meant to be will always find a way.”

Weeks later, love struck, Muhammad and Khadija consulted their respective uncles. The uncles agreed to the marriage, and Muhammad’s uncles accompanied him to make a formal proposal to Khadija. Khadija’s uncle accepted the proposal, and the marriage took place.

Muhammad and Khadija were married monogamously for twenty-five years. When Muhammad reported his first revelation from the Angel Gabriel, Khadija was the first person to convert to Islam.

After his experience in the cave of Hira, Muhammad returned home to Khadija in a state of terror, pleading for her to cover him with a blanket. After calming down, he described the encounter to Khadija, who comforted him with the words:

“Allah would surely protect him from any danger, and would never allow anyone to revile him as he was a man of peace and reconciliation and always extended the hand of friendship to all.”

According to some sources, it was Khadija’s cousin, Waraka ibn Nawfal, who confirmed Muhammad’s prophethood soon afterwards.

Muhammad and Khadija had six children. Khadija died in “Ramadan” of the year 10 after the Prophethood”, Muhammad later called this tenth year “the Year of Sorrow

So this was the greatest love story of all times – Khadija n Muhammad.

Love is not about how many days, months or years you’ve been together. Love is about how much you love each other everyday.

‘A’ishah, whom Muhammed married later, narrated of Muhammed and Khadijah in Sahih Bukhari:

“I did not feel jealous of any of the wives of the Prophet as much as I did of Khadijah though I did not see her, but the Prophet used to mention her very often, and when ever he slaughtered a sheep, he would cut its parts and send them to the women friends of Khadijah. When I sometimes said to him, “(You treat Khadijah in such a way) as if there is no woman on Earth except Khadijah,” he would say, “Khadijah was such-and-such, and from her I had children.”

 It is also narrated: The Messenger of Allah said: “The best of its women is Khadijah bint Khuwailid”

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Disclaimer : The image above represents a couple in love. It is not a sketch of Prophet and his wife. 

 

 

Caliphate ISIL : An absurd comedy of Errors – II

ISIL has as much to do with Islam as the Ku Klux Klan has to do with Christianity.

“Muslims are the primary victims of ISIL. Muslims are the ones who want to do the most to defeat this ideology. It’s important that we don’t do their propaganda for them, by giving them the legitimacy that they crave.”

Dalia Mogahed
American-Egyptian researcher

Broken Radio welcomes you all, to Episode 2 of your favorite TV Show

Caliphate ISIL : An absurd comedy of Errors.

Here’s Recap for you :

Prophet Muhammad is viewed as the final prophet of God in primary branches of Islam. The first caliphate, the Rashidun Caliphate, was established immediately after Muhammad’s death in 632, often referred by the term Dil Dil Caliphate. Islamic State of Iraq and the Levant declared itself a caliphate under Abu Bakr al-Baghdadi on 29 June 2014 and renamed itself as the “Islamic State“, always referred as The Evil Death Cult. Something must have gone terribly wrong in the world between the first and the last Caliphate. Lets find out.

ISIL has achieved a status which Bin Laden did not even dream of. Unlike Al Qaeda, which has generally been methodical about organizing and controlling its terror cells, the more opportunistic Islamic State is content to crowd-source its social media activity—and its violence—out to individuals with whom it has no concrete ties. And the organization does not make this happen in the shadows; it does so openly in the West’s most beloved precincts of the Internet, co-opting the digital services that have become woven into our daily lives. As a result, the Islamic State’s brand has permeated our cultural atmosphere to an outsize degree.

Laden was an old, runaway, who hid in caves and was hunted down by U.S Seals in our friendly neighbor Pakistan’s house. Laden used to take 7 months in order to finalize a video script. Laden had absolutely no online presence. Laden didn’t even have a credible FB Page. Isis on the other hand  is as much a media conglomerate as a fighting force.

ISIL originated as Jama’at al-Tawhid wal-Jihad in 1999, which pledged allegiance to Al-Qaeda and participated in the Iraqi insurgency following the 2003 invasion of Iraq by Western forces. The group proclaimed itself a worldwide caliphate and began referring to itself as Islamic State (الدولة الإسلامية ad-Dawlah al-Islāmiyah) or IS in June 2014. As a caliphate, it claims religious, political, and military authority over all Muslims worldwide. Its adoption of the name Islamic State and its idea of a caliphate have been widely criticised, with the United Nations, various governments, and mainstream Muslim groups rejecting its statehood.

In the year 2003, this happened in Iraq :

An invasion began on 20 March 2003, with the U.S., joined by the United Kingdom and several coalition allies, launching a “shock and awe” bombing campaign. Iraqi forces were quickly overwhelmed as U.S. forces swept through the country. The invasion led to the collapse of the Ba’athist government; President Hussein was captured during Operation Red Dawn in December of that same year and executed by a military court three years later. However, the power vacuum following Saddam’s demise and the mismanagement of the occupation led to widespread sectarian violence between Shias and Sunnis, as well as a lengthy insurgency against U.S. and coalition forces.

The Bush administration based its rationale for the war principally on the assertion that Iraq possessed weapons of mass destruction (WMDs) and that the Iraqi government posed an immediate threat to the United States and its coalition allies. Select U.S. officials accused Saddam of harboring and supporting Al-Qaeda, while others cited the desire to end a repressive dictatorship and bring democracy to the people of Iraq. After the invasion, no substantial evidence was found to verify the initial claims about WMDs. The rationale and misrepresentation of pre-war intelligence faced heavy criticism within the U.S. and internationally.

Here is what really happened. The international community, especially the U.S., always viewed Saddam as a bellicose tyrant who was a threat to the stability of the region. After the September 11 attacks, Vladimir Putin began to tell the United States that Iraq was preparing terrorist attacks against the United States.

President George W. Bush spoke of an “axis of evil” consisting of Iran, North Korea, and Iraq. Moreover, Bush announced that he would possibly take action to topple the Iraqi government, because of the threat of its weapons of mass destruction. Bush stated that

“The Iraqi regime has plotted to develop anthrax, and nerve gas, and nuclear weapons for over a decade … Iraq continues to flaunt its hostility toward America and to support terror.”

Clearly terror was the only talking point in this conversation.

Terror has a good market. Terror sells.

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After the said war was over, President Bush gave a Mission Accomplished Speech.

Bush’s speech noted:

We have difficult work to do in Iraq. We are bringing order to parts of that country that remain dangerous.

Our mission continues…The War on Terror continues, yet it is not endless. We do not know the day of final victory, but we have seen the turning of the tide.

The speech also said that:

Major combat operations in Iraq have ended. In the battle of Iraq, the United States and our allies have prevailed.quote-the-reason-we-start-a-war-is-to-fight-a-war-win-a-war-thereby-causing-no-more-war-george-w-bush-64-63-101-vEyDX9zQR46_zGZUqvKgTQ

This was the end of the so called WAR Against Terror.

Let’s catch up again tomorrow. Same time. And subscribe to the blog, leave comments too. Here’s a food for thought for you!

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Let’s go to Nuclear War!

“There is no procedural or institutional mechanism that can stop a president from giving an order to use nuclear weapons”

You can exhale, though: Most nuclear security experts are not particularly worried by this aspect of the Trump presidency.

Let’s consider some options, a nuclear strike on a civilian target could realistically happen in one of two ways: Either

  1. tensions between two nuclear states rise to the point where a single miscommunication or technical failure could trigger a launch; or,
  2. a terrorist organization could acquire nuclear weapons capabilities.

So how likely is either scenario?

The nuclear football as it appeared during the administrations of Bill Clinton, George W. Bush and Ronald Reagan.

 

State use of nuclear weapons is more likely than you think.

On the state side, there are a number of ongoing conflicts that could, in theory, go nuclear at any time. “Increasingly, some regional powers are relying on nuclear weapons for their day-to-day security against conventional conflict,” said Vipin Narang, author of “Nuclear Strategies in the Modern Era.” “If they think that a conventional invasion is coming — whether it is or not — they may be worried that the nuclear forces that they rely on for their survival might be threatened … there may be what’s sometimes called a ‘use it or lose it’ situation.”

The conflict that topped experts’ list of clashes to be concerned about is India-Pakistan. Both states have developed nuclear weapons outside the jurisdiction of the Non-Proliferation Treaty, both states have limited capabilities, which may incentivize early use, and both states — though their public doctrines are intentionally ambiguous — are known to have contingency plans involving nuclear first strikes against military targets.

Then there’s North Korea, whose recent missile tests have brought renewed attention to the state’s nuclear weapons program, which has spurred international trade sanctions. The Korean War never officially ended, so North Korea is still technically facing the threat of a U.S.-backed South Korea, and nuclear weapons remain central to North Korea’s national defense strategy. Some experts believe that the seemingly erratic behavior of the Kim regime is in fact strategic: If you’re handcuffed to your adversary on top of a cliff, dancing erratically near the edge is a smart way to extract concessions.

Beyond these two clear danger zones, several experts cited U.S.-Russia or Iran-Israel as distant third-place threats to go nuclear, with one suggesting that U.S.-China could heat up in coming years as the situation in the South China Sea develops.

In any of these active conflicts, we shouldn’t necessarily expect that fear of mutually assured destruction will save the day. We can’t say with any confidence how likely a nuclear conflict is because we don’t know what a total war between two nuclear states would look like — we’ve never had one.

Nuclear terrorism is plausible, but difficult to pull off.

Similarly, just because there’s never been a nuclear terrorist attack doesn’t mean that it will never happen. In theory, if a non-state actor got a hold of enough fissile material — the active ingredient in nuclear weapons — it would be relatively easy for them to assemble and detonate a bomb, according to Robert Rosner, former chief scientist and laboratory director at Argonne National Laboratory. “You’d need some physicists who know what they’re doing,” Rosner said. “But based on what’s available in the public literature, you could go ahead and make a uranium bomb.” Detection and prevention at this point would be very difficult, Rosner says — a weapon could be assembled in a garage and smuggled in a standard box truck.

A terrorist with nuclear ambitions, then, would have to acquire existing fissile material from one of the nine nuclear states, which could happen in one of two ways. First, there’s open theft, either of fissile material or of a fully assembled weapon. This would likely require a firefight, according to Rosner — nuclear facilities have armed guards — which would alert authorities to the presence of a threat. Second, which is the likelier possibility according to several of the experts I talked to, is through the assistance of an insider: A double agent with terrorist sympathies could infiltrate a state’s nuclear apparatus and simply deliver a weapon to a non-state actor.

On both counts, Pakistan again emerged as the consensus pick for the No. 1 cause for concern, largely due to its instability. “If the Pakistani state does collapse, it probably wouldn’t collapse in one big bang, but slowly become more and more dysfunctional,” said Ramamurti Rajaraman, professor emeritus of physics at Jawaharlal Nehru University.

Finally, an act of nuclear terrorism would require the existence of a non-state actor that had both the organizational sophistication and the military ambition to entertain the prospect of nuclear violence. We got The ISIL Caliphate for that.

 

Humanity’s best recourse, if we (prudently) assume that accidents are inevitable, is to back away from the edge of the cliff until we can afford a stumb.

Nuclear disarmament is the only way to get rid of the threat. That is simply not happening right now.

Hopefully nobody is crazy enough to drop one,” said Rajaraman. “But nobody has the guts to get rid of them. I think it’s going to go on like this until something stupid happens.” Hopefully and crazy are variables in this equation.

 

 

No Biryani for You Mister!

 

Biryani is a South Asian mixed rice dish with its origins among the Muslims of the Indian subcontinent. It is popular throughout the subcontinent and among the diaspora from the region. It is generally made with spices, rice, and meat.

I am a lonely, broke writer. Meals are a rare sight in our profession.

I always look forward to tricking people into inviting me to their houses for a nice, warm meal.

Insha is a wonderful cook and a friend. Her lover Kabir is a wonderful host and a friend. I managed to secure an invite for lunch.

Life is full of treats. But life too, like all of us, wants to have a little fun, every now and then.

I reached her house in G.K II, New Delhi. It was afternoon. I like earning my meals. After an intensely painful and lengthy story telling session, I was served lunch. There was no Biryani.

I felt I was hit by a freight train. All my castles of hopes and dreams lie shattered in pieces, in front of my eyes.

Survival instincts kicked in.

Me: Innu, I would love to eat Biryani someday. Please invite me next weekend. I am in town till then. It is always a great pleasure to spend the time with you. You guys make me feel like family.

Insha: Awwww, Nish, You so sweet. Sure, I would Whatsapp you an exclusive Biryani Invite.

I patted my back. Job well done. A good meal, soon. I like the sound of it.

We finished our lunch and sat for another story telling session. It was interrupted by a neighborly women entrance. She seemed to have nothing better to do that evening. She very tactfully stole my audience.

Neighbor: Innu, You should buy a new car. I see Kabir has a car but you do not.

Insha: I do not need a new car. I barely go to any place alone.

Neighbor: That is wonderful but in the case of emergency, you should always have a spare car. You never know what might happen. Delhi is a very unsafe place. Also, everyone has a car. You should get one too.

I and Kabir looked at each other and buried our burst of laughter, within our souls. I soon bid their goodbye and left.

When you run a white collar scam like this, you need to run a very tight show. Follow-up is essential.

I messaged Insha under false pretext after three days. She was doing great.

She had bought a new car. I couldn’t stop myself from calling her.

Insha: I got a new car.

Me: Why?

Insha: I wanted one and Kabir gave me a surprise this morning. He is the best. He loves me so much.

Me: No, no and no. You bought a new car because of social pressure. You are a victim of a corporate-endorsed society. Your subconscious was tricked using a vicious and rare marketing tool.

Shame.

Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don’t need.

Shame is a powerful advertising tool. Public humiliation is our biggest fear. We want to stand tall. An I-phone, a DSLR, an expensive car, helps you achieve that.

Anyways, After our phone conversation, Insha never invited me for Biryani. This Ramadan I was really missing Biryani. So thought of her. May Allah bless her soul. And I am not a quitter. Someday, I would again trick her into inviting me for Biryani. Until that day, May Allah give me strength.

Financial Meltdown Nov 2017, An American Express dream!

Financial Meltdown Nov 2017, An American Express dream!

Tonight, Broken Radio presents to you, a teaser of upcoming Financial Meltdown, releasing this Nov 2017. The theater stars you, of course. This entire planet is possible because of you and a guy named Greed. It also stars President Trump, PM Modi, and Amercian Express. It’s written by a team of brilliant writers led by Ken Chenault.

Before we begin, I wanted to offer you a little background. Billions of years ago, there were two people. Adam and Eve. I hope no one would ask me to prove this stated fact. I hope so.

There was no money. Few more centuries later, there were many people. There was no money. There still was a fair exchange of goods and services termed as barter. But there was no money. There was also a good king.

The good kings didn’t stay good. This is referred as a natural phenomenon called ‘Decay’. They decayed morally. Shit happens!

People were robbed of their minerals, gold, and silver. Gold Seize, they call it. And were made poor. Next few centuries later, there were kings, few rich people and then you. You are essential to this story. This entire planet is possible because of you and a guy named Greed.

Now you have no gold left. But you still have mouths to feed. What would you do next?

Barter!

 You go to a rich fella and ask him some money. But you need to offer something in exchange. If you offer your home, you would have no place to live. You already quit your ways of being a nomad because the king asked you to do so. You are confused about your next steps.

But that’s because, you are a decent fella. You do not understand earthly shit.

The rich guy is awake. He has all the answers. The rich guy would then suggest, you pay him a very small sum of money each month in exchange of believing you. But if you miss that payment, then he would take your house.

“Listen to him, dude. He’s your only friend. He is giving you money, without any fuss. You would have your home, wife, kids and you can always work a little. And keep on paying him a small Riba”, says the town whore.

Riba can be roughly translated as “usury”, or unjust, exploitative gains made in trade or business under Islamic law. Riba (Interest) is mentioned and condemned in several different verses in the Quran.

So even religion dislikes it.

Now, in present times, let’s take a look. You have a leader chosen for the people by the people, The King. Your friendly Banker. Media Whores. And You.

This entire planet is possible because of you and a guy named Greed.

So having shared you an interesting background, let me begin the trailer of  Financial Meltdown Nov 2017, An American Express dream!

The American Express Company, also known as Amex, is an American multinational financial services corporation headquartered in Three World Financial Center in New York City. The company was founded in 1850 and is one of the 30 components of the Dow Jones Industrial Average. The company is best known for its credit card, charge card, and traveler’s cheque businesses. In 2016, credit cards using the American Express network accounted for 22.9% of the total dollar volume of credit card transactions in the US. As of December 31, 2016, the company had 109.9 million cards in force, including 47.5 million cards in force in the United States, each with an average annual spending of $17,216.

American Express is full of go-getters who are highly imaginative. That’s one of the reasons behind their success. American Express realized in Q1 2015 that in an event of another recession, the largest lender would be rewarded a Federal Bailout package. So they decided to be one.

Since 2015 they are flouting various financial laws and up-selling credit through their unorganized and poorly regulated offshore contact centers.

 But that’s not it. They are up-selling credit to people who are sure to falter on repayments. They are giving money to people knowing their imminent non-payment. Clearly, flouting the rules of an already rigged game.

Now would be a good time to ask me for some proof. Well, I worked for this amazing institution for 5 long years. I am well familiar with the way this institution operates. And I was a part of this theater too.

Let’s me also tell you what’s gonna happen next. Come November those non-payments would cross an imaginary level and would start shaking the global economy. The waves would continue rocking the world till the next 2 years.

Banks would fire few mid-level employees. Amex India and Manila has already started the cleanup process.

 A year from now, ATM’s would start drying and the banks would declare themselves bankrupt. American Express won’t. Because the moment they would file for bankruptcy, the entire global economy would collapse. Remember, they would have achieved the biggest lender status by then.

So someone would offer them a bailout package and Ken Chenault would sip a cup of coffee with PM Modi and President Trump in a lounge, laughing at you. You are essential.

This entire planet is possible because of you and a guy named Greed.

Now don’t panic. Yes, I told you, you are soon to face a crisis, but I got a fix. Money is limited. If you withdraw all your remaining money tonite, after paying every bill you owe, you would be partially free from this magical chair of a show called the economy. When the music would stop, you do not have to worry. Yes, you would again lose your job but you won’t have many bills to pay.

 You would survive.

Now your question:

What would I do with all my money which I make till this happens?

Keep it in your home. Do not buy stuff on installments. There is no smartness in that.

What if someone steals it?

You have a government body called ‘The Law’, to protect you.

Oh, You do not trust them. You think they are crooks.

Wow!

You think Bankers are your friend and Cops are your enemy. In that case, Who am I?

A madman leading the blind!

 

Delhi – The Rape Capital

It’s 07:45 am. It’s a beautiful Sunday morning in the capital town of India, New Delhi. New Delhi is the capital of India. India is a great country. Though it is a ‘bit’ overpopulated, where ‘bit’ is being used as an understatement inducing agent.  India is also a very just nation.

Because Delhi is world’s worst places and natives of this place are really evil, Indians decided not to outcast Delhi but reward it with the title – Capital. Being a capital city is a great responsibility. You need to make sure you are overpopulated and scarce of resources. This in turn would hike prices and people would work hard and earn less. The city would get costly and to an outsider would glitter ‘RICH’.

A Rich place is a good place. Lights should always stay on. You should never sleep. Delhi never sleeps. It works 24/7. In between naps it robs, kills, scams, whores and rapes too. Delhi likes raping. India enjoys rape. India makes rape a frequent activity. Indians believe every women has a secret desire to get raped. The world also shares a similar belief.

India rapes in Delhi, Noida, Gurgaon, Surat, U.P and before you tell me to stop stating that you know this and you choose to ignore because things like these are depressing. I would like to state the real fact. Yes every women has a desire to get raped. And that is not at all a secret. And as shocking as it would hit you, every man also has a desire to get raped. The entire human consciousness has a desire to get raped, wherein rape stands for losing control over self and let the universe run it’s own course. Rape means not to try and control anything because it’s a futile attempt. Rape doesn’t always mean a sexual crime, you depraved society! That would be it for today. Have a nice day.

Stop Pretending : Admit That You’re Goat-Boy

I am extremely fond of Goat-boy. Goat-boy is a dear friend of mine. I like his honest and simple approach towards life. I know and totally agree that his name sounds peculiar and funny. Names are one of the first pieces of information we come across when we encounter someone new and at the same time, the most deceptive and often times misleading. I mean, what would they have named you if they knew you before they named you? But that’s not the case with Goat-Boy. He is named thoughtfully. He is a basic person. He wears no mask. He is poor, hungry, sex deprived and abnormal. Goat-boy is not ‘normal’ like you.
Currently I am in the mountains with no cellular or internet reception. Please don’t feel sorry for me that I cannot access porn. The reason I mentioned this is if I had access to internet, I sure would like to Google normal. Whatever it says add not to it and what is in front of you quietly sums up Goat-boy. You are normal. You wake up. Most of you pray. You use that anti aging, whitening, deep cleaning face wash you bought after seeing repeated video commercials insinuating that it’s easier to get laid if the said product is used.
You also use moisturizers, foot lotion, deodorants, extremely pricey clothes and other   products advertised by popular culture, each insinuating you may get sex easier. Goat-boy is the exact opposite of this. He doesn’t use any of these. He’s poor. He wants to get filthy rich. He’s hungry. He wants to eat till he chokes. He never got laid. He wishes to f*** someone till they pass out.
Then your whole day, you slave yourself in the name of a job which you hate dearly. The reason you do so is in order to own currency bills so that you can buy the said advertised products, which trust me, ideally, you have no use of. Goat-boy is jobless. Unless you count travelling. He doesn’t slave himself. He spends his entire day and night looking for gold, food and pussy, not necessarily in the same order.
But now I’m a bit confused. You also want the same things that Goat-boy does. I do not even need to prove I’m right. Deep down , you all know. Behind your normal masks, you all are the same filthy animals,
Craving for basic primal desires, Goat-boy is no different. It’s just that he wears no mask. Goat-boy is honest. Honesty isn’t such a good policy after all. What say?

Model Employee

He’s a model employee

He wakes up 7 minutes before the alarm clock

He waits for the alarm

He makes his coffee

He takes his meds

He runs on the tread

 thinking about his power point presentation

He is a model employee

He is a model employee

He drives down to work

He owns a Honda to drive

A Lexus to impress

He wears Zara, She wears Prada

They notice this, Every time they bump near the water cooler

 

He thinks of painful ideas of Cost cutting

She and her skirts sell them to the board

They get huge incentives

They fly to Bahamas together.

They attend board meetings with no clothes

Making their last memories they also ensure

deleting the video of their sexual intercourse

Office romance is frowned upon , you see

Do not fall for your boss

 He’s a model employee

 He’s a model employee

Letter To YOU, From Deluded Nik

Dear Readers,
I love you a lot and I am liking this activity very much. There are not many relationships in which people talk. But we do. We laugh. We argue. We have our pseudo-intellectual conversations. I try to tell you, how shitty the world is and you boast of it’s beauty.
When Dolores said,
‘Some choose to see the ugliness in the world, I choose to see beauty”
…my heart skipped a beat. I thought she’s the one. But 30 mins down the line, I realized that her thoughts are programmed. She is programmed to see good everywhere.
At times I wonder, is everyone just programmed to do the things they do. Parents love and nourish us, ideally. Friends admire and respect us. But in reality we are haters. No one likes anyone. Everyone wears a people pleaser mask to make sure this empire of shitness thrives.
People always complain that I have a wrong approach at looking at things. I do not beg to differ.
I so wish to see the world through our ideal society’s blindfolded eyes.
Please help me see a tiny flicker of a dying candle at the end of this dark tunnel. I am really optimistic. But at the same time I can’t forget that fat person at the beginning of the tunnel selling candles. Oh shit! I didn’t buy one. How would I complete my journey. I guess God would save me from this darkness. Hopefully he is done planning genocide.
Love,
Deluded Nik

Is YOUR Phone RAPE FREE?

The question is perplexing…the answer is shocking.
When we purchase gadgets like Ipads, note2’s or any other such phones or devices …do we stop to wonder WHY ARE THEY SO EXPENSIVE? Is it the technology alone that causes the price to jack off the roof tops? What are they made of?
Where does the raw material come from?
The answer lies in the blood mineral conflict…
Blood minerals refer to minerals mined in rebel-held territory or war zones and sold to finance an insurgency, invading army’s war efforts or warlord’s activity. Since 1998, four minerals mined in the Democratic Republic of the Congo (DRC) have been financing insurgency and wars that have thus far claimed over 5.4 million lives.!!!
The four minerals are Tin, Tantalum, Tungsten (the 3Ts) and Gold.
The electronics industry is the major end-user of these metals. They are used in mobile phones, laptops, iPods, game counsels and a wide range of other electronic equipment. World prices for each of these metals have been rising over the last few years, giving armed groups in eastern Congo all the more incentive to target or keep hold of the mines.
What is the link between the minerals and rape?
Running a rebel group is a costly business. In DRC, armed groups rely on Congo’s easily appropriable and highly valuable natural resources to finance their insurgencies, which the rich world has a capacious appetite for. Hence, mines or mineral trade routes (where they can extort money from miners) are key targets for the armed groups. Rape is cheaper and much more effective than guns or bullets. If armed groups were to raid a village and force the population to leave by shooting at them, NGOs could be alerted and the UN would have to react. However if they lay siege to or raid a village and then rape as many as they can, regardless of how loud the women scream or cry, its less likely that NGOs could hear them and therefore less likely that the UN would intervene.!


Watch this unwatchable video to get a glimpse of life in Congo, except imagine your own family for a second as that’s what the director has attempted to do.


Would you still flaunt your gizmos proudly???

 

It’s A Long Way To The Top If You Wanna’ Rock & Roll!

 

It’s a long way to the top if you wanna Rock&Roll!

 

What the fuck is wrong with you people? I am asking this assuming, some of you might know.

Don’t you have something better to do?

 

How about television? Common, don’t be shy. It is your favorite pastime.

Not today.

Did no one make plans with you? Go to some movie or a little shopping, a little clubbing maybe. No?

That bad. Hmmm.

You can play some games, they are pretty involving. You can listen to those stupid tracks saved in your phone, you call it music. Check your FB, maybe post a selfie on INSTA. These things matter.

Isn’t that right?

You can always color your hair. Try that new shampoo you bought after seeing that commercial. Groom yourself a little. Get those yellow stained teeth cleaned. You not going to look any younger or any better. But try.

You can always sleep. I am an insomniac since the age of 14: The day I first saw a pair of titties. A 40-year-old milf neighbor showed me the doors to heaven. You call it child sex abuse. At my time, it was called fun.  Haven’t had any sleep since that day. But you love sleeping. Don’t you?

If you are hell bent on reading this, I must warn you. Nothing would change. You would read this, appreciate, get enlightened. And then the very next evening, you would go and buy something more entertaining. Who reads books? You do not get laid by reading books. Be honest.

They call me Goat-boy. I am a musician. No, no!

They call me Goat-boy. I am an artist. Oh, shit, no!

My name is Goat-boy. I am a recovering sex addict. Fuck this shit!

Okay, so my name is Goat-boy. I am diagnosed with chronic Insomnia. I am also a recovering sex addict. I play guitar. Shit man!

My name is Jack. I am an artist. Maybe. Maybe not.

But I like calling myself one. I create music, at least try to. I am not too good at what I do but seeing the current logistics, who is? Is Trump a good president?

You only need to be good to do great things: To make money, mediocrity does the trick. Look at you, you make money and good is a very distant expression for you. You are shitty and clumsy but still, you make good money. Don’t you?

I never wanted to be a musician but an interesting mix of life events landed me the trade.

 I won’t admit that it was easy but yes it wasn’t so tough either. My doctor asked me to channelize my sexual energy into something more meaningful than watching porn and wanking. He suggested me to try writing, painting, dancing… I thought a lot. None of these people get laid, a lot.

Writers, they are fucking sex starved delusional.

Painters, they are fucking sex starved crazies.

Dancers, they got no energy left to fuck.

Rock stars, You know the glamour. You would get laid, why won’t you? You are a Rock- star!

So I thought to try my hands on creating some original rock music. Apart from playing music, I also enjoy burning shit.

“Burn It To The Ground”

I was listening to the Radio. Nickelback was playing. Music always pleases me. It makes the voices in my head go away. You should also listen to music. But just wanted to advise you that, “Char bottle Vodka, Kaam uska roz ka” (Four bottles of Rum, Bitch drinks every day…. Please show me how she pukes and shits d pain away.) is not music. These lyrics are not thoughtful. If you listen to this kind of music, I am sure your God would save you. The same God whose idols you purchase for $50 at your nearest place of religious communion – A shopping mall!

I focused on the lyrics.

Well it’s midnight, damn right, we’re wound up too tight
I’ve got a fist full of whiskey, the bottle just bit me
Oh
That shit makes me bat shit crazy
We’ve got no fear, no doubt, all in balls out

We’re going off tonight
To kick out every light
Take anything we want
Drink everything in sight
We’re going till the world stops turning
While we burn it to the ground tonight

Suddenly doctor “UD” came. So, our doctor, an unattractive male in his 40’s, never got married. He got laid the first time when he was 28 years old and got his first job. That too because the nurse had a bad breakup and wanted a rebound. A decent doctor worked for her.

Now, he always had an issue with nervous ticks.

For the STUPID: Nervous ticks, are involuntary muscle movements caused by stress and anxiety.

Doc: Goat-boy, You know why you here?

Me: Yes sir.

Doc: Then you also know that if you do not stop lighting fire to financial institutions, they would send you to a prison. They are only acting patient with you because of your fan following.

Me: No problem. I would light the prison on fire. Lighting fire is my passion. I like it.

Doc: No. It’s a medical condition. You are a delusional and an Arsonist. You need medical attention.

Me: Okay Sir. As you say. But did you ever think why I only burn Financial institutions?

UD: Tell me!

Me: Financial institutions make money. Money is historically an emergent market phenomenon establishing a commodity money, but nearly all contemporary money systems are based on fiat money.[4] Fiat money, like any check or note of debt, is without use value as a physical commodity. It derives its value by being declared by a government to be legal tender; that is, it must be accepted as a form of payment within the boundaries of the country, for “all debts, public and private”. (For the stupid – Money is just a piece of paper and it has no value because it has no great saying or quote written over it. It’s abso-fuckin-lutely of no value.)

UD: Got it. Now make sure you buy your prescription from the shop outside. And also book the next week’s visit by paying $250 advance. Get well soon, Goatboy. We love you! 😊

Alice In Blunder-Land

I am Alice, Nice to meet you

I’d hug you & greet you

would you please be kind enough

to show me around your world?”

 

“Greetings of the day O’ Miss!

a hug for free? why not a kiss?

I am the random romeo on the street

with only my hands do I greet

If you don’t mind a little touch & feel

I’d love to show you my world!”

 

“Get Back! you filthy little creep

the longer I stay, the lower you steep

I’ve never known such audacious speech

I forbid you to further say a word,

I’d find my way around this world!”

 

“I am Alice, Nice to meet you

I’d hug you & greet you

would you please be kind enough

to show me around your world?”

 

“Make way, Miss! I have a cab to catch,

is it my wallet you’re looking to snatch?

Don’t bother with your sweet routine

I am the Corporate Ice Queen

I have no time for even family or friends

& here you are, thinking I have time to lend

and show you the world?”

 

“Oh My! you really are cold

I am shaken by your manner bold

your words hurt. your tone stings

you’re a venomous bee without wings

I’d like to flee away from you now

I’d find my way around this world!”

 

“I am Alice, Nice to meet you

I’d hug you & greet you

would you please be kind enough

to show me around your world?”

 

“What would I do with greetings alone?

I am an ‘artist’, to a price I am prone

My time , my art, my words are all for sale

I can show around but a charge shall entail

show me the gold

before I show you my world!”

 

“An artist you said?

Did I hear that right?

your art must be suffering a demeaned plight

your instinct must not be subject to a price

you can only be an artist if you freely entice

Your trading of art is rather twisted & twirled

I’d find my way around this world!”

 

“I am Alice, Nice to meet you

I’d hug you & greet you

would you please be kind enough

to show me around your world?”

 

“I a homeless man, I beg on these streets

these people you ask, are poorer than me

they have no alms or time to spare

they’re selfish & rotten, & don’t seem to care

with one arm they give, with the other they take

that, to them is charity, their ideals are fake

I’ve been watching you waste your time with these freaks,

greed is what each of them seeks

one is greedy for flesh, the other stingy with time

they won’t spend a second with you, till you spare a dime

Halt your journey here my child

you don’t need to see more of this world!”

Let’s get naked and run through the Jungle!

Let’s get naked and run through the Jungle!

 

A thought just came to my mind. A minute ago. Let’s get naked and run through the Jungle. I know what you are thinking, “Aa gaya pagla phir se.” (Here comes the crazy again.) But then in my defense, I have all the facts with me. Please hear me out for two minutes. I won’t rob you off your wealth. Corporations and religions are for that purpose. I just need two minutes, please. And also, “Insanity is just a state of mind like sanity. Who knows who’s what? I certainly don’t (#mostdef)”

My question to you is, “Why not?” We are clothed and civilized because we are supposedly social beings. But are we? I don’t see many social things being done around. I just see few people making money and others buying the goods made and sold by them. Then I also see Television, (fuck Television – the kind you watch. I watch RT.com), which has a propaganda content airing 24/7*365. Everywhere they teach you how to buy things and how to make money to buy em. No one teaches you to achieve freedom and not to willingly submit to slavery. A wise man said –

Don’t let the ones that want to steal your dreams 
They’ll steal your dreams away 
Just laugh and let it go 

So you’ve tried to pass along your doubt 
Oh you need somebody’s ears to hear you shout 
All your wasted and days and twisted ways are up 
So now it’s time to see the cards you dealt 

Don’t let the ones that want to steal your dreams 
They’ll steal your dreams away 
Just laugh and let it go 

A wise one said. Not me. I am the crazy one. So, the point being made is, “What’s the point of a consumerist society?” Why fight for it’s thriving? Let it perish and rot away in oblivion. Let’s just orchestrate a Phoenix event. (In the historical record, the Phoenix could symbolize renewal in general as well as the sun, time, the Empiremetempsychosisconsecrationresurrection, life in the heavenly ParadiseChristMaryvirginity, the exceptional man, and certain aspects of Christian life”.[3]). We no longer need to buy things. All of us who want things to change and pave way for a better tomorrow, Let’s just sell our possessions. Buy a ton of books. Buy a backpack. Burn our identifications. Become no one. Because “It’s only after we’ve lost everything that we’re free to do anything.”

“Let’s be a part of the great Rainbow Family. Let’s get naked and run through the Jungle!”

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Are you a chimp?

Are you a chimp?

 

Darwin told you, a long time ago that you were a chimp! You agreed, Didn’t you? But he made a small error. Yes, I said it. Loud and clear that Darwin made a mistake. Great men make mistakes too. That’s why Rome fell.

Darwin said you were a chimp. No motherfucker! You still are. Yes, you evolved physically but then that’s about it. You did not read books. You thought it’s too much of work. Let’s just look good and dress well, design an economy which resembles musical chair. Someone would always lose. It’s a musical chair. Those are the rules. And then you decided to fuck nature up and you enjoying, having fun. Just like chimps do. Break twigs, shit, puke, fuck, steal, at times hunt too. That’s your whole fucking story.

So, you still are a chimp! You were a chimp and you are a chimp.

I know some of you are laughing right now thinking I am joking but no I am not. I am damn serious. I am as serious as you were when you decided to nuke Hiroshima to make a point. A very small point. That you were a better chimp. Not so long ago you also decided to eliminate a breed of fellow individuals. One of the alpha male of your esteemed chimp community, ‘Sir great chimp – Hitler’, decided to kill Jews. You just stood there in shock and awe and I don’t know what as I wasn’t born then.

In my time another chimp, ‘Sir Donald fucking Trump chimp’ is doing the same. He wishes to kill every Muslim brother. That’s how chimps do it.

Now some of you are thinking what is my propaganda behind writing this. Am I a Muslim? Am I a naturalist? Do I have a PhD? How am I so confidently stating the but obvious truth. Well, for your chimp brain let’s just assume that I am Charlie Marvin, seventh great-grandson of Charles Darwin. And I also talk to the universe, because I am a human being, not a chimp! Unlike you.

So, please pay a very close attention to what I am saying. You are a fucking chimp! Okay! And you accidentally got the gift of language. You are not supposed to know the language. Because you use it to spread hate. You do not use it to spread love or peace. You should only communicate in sign language. Because you are a chimp and chimps are not supposed to talk.

And then came the shittiest moment in human history. You chimps got access to Inter fuck it Net. Holy Fuck! What’s gonna happen now? Every fucking chimp got smart devices. LMAO! LOL! Killing fucking language. (Smiley Emoji).  Because you don’t understand language. You are not supposed to talk.

And all of you who are thinking right now that you are a human being. Well, you are wrong too. You are also a chimp! Because you don’t understand, ‘Where there is will, there is a way’.  You don’t understand,”Honesty is the best policy“. You don’t understand,”Time and tide wait for none“. You don’t understand,”Find something you love and let it kill you”. You don’t understand,”Go all the way or don’t even start”. You don’t understand,”You are a piece of shit”. I don’t know why am I wasting my time talking to you. You won’t understand.”You are a chimp!“.

Please don’t buy a book. Go buy an I-Phone.

Charles Marvin seventh great-grandson of Charles Darwin.

Artist ¦Naturalist

Old Vices In A New Age Packaging

I know I’m going to offend a few people but since this was never a popularity contest for me, I’m NOT going to mince words.
Let’s begin by acknowledging the simple fact that we are knee – deep in the slimy swamp of consumerism.  We’re interested today in making money and spending it. The ‘mantra’ is simple, ‘Earn money, ’cause if you don’t you’re a loser & then buy stuff you can do without! That’s it. No longer do young parents talk to their children about morals or values.. It’s all about good scores, bigger schools,better degrees,good career choices, all of which lead to but one thing, MONEY.
Money is our value system and all our decisions are largely based on making it or spending it. This is a result of certain calculated socio – political movements, of course.. Movements like feminism for example. What started as something noble like women’s suffrage and employment has now been hijacked by feminists demanding supremacy under the guise of equality which has led to higher divorce rates,confused gender roles,broken families, a moolah oriented social system, degradation of moral values, overt sexual projection of men and women through media etc.
But what bothers me the most is, the fact that this is not something that’s simply happening to a few people, it’s something that’s being sold to us each day, every day. We’re being conditioned to accept this as the new way of life and are constantly being taught that the aftermaths are just aberrations. No they’re not. The aftermath is the only result possible. Period. The west has fallen prey to this in a full fledged manner for instance,LGBT alliances were recently legalized in the USA. All 50 states. We saw the world celebrating.
Now, I am not against individuals making choices for themselves. I firmly believe that it’s nobody’s business what two consenting adults wish to indulge in behind closed doors. What I do not appreciate is being told that this is ‘normal’ & that there’s something wrong with me if I personally do not accept this concept. I detest overt display of something that is supposed to be private, smeared across each wall I turn to, each channel I switch to, each book I read, every where I see.
And, call me a bigot,a hater,inhuman, insane whatever but I genuinely DO NOT BELIEVE that people can be BORN gay!  Sorry, but not really!  Most homosexuals confess to having relations with BOTH men and women so it absolutely is a choice of lifestyle rather something innate. Also, some even confess to being physically abused as children, or report that they were exposed to such kind of sexual orientation & activity at an early age & this was the only correct choice presented to them in some cases.
How is this  ‘genetic wiring’?
Some go as far as to claim that every 1 out 10 individuals is naturally gay! Really?
The numbers alone don’t add up!
We just don’t have enough closets to hide such a huge LGBT community and with most out of the proverbial closet anyway, that claim has to be debunked
There is NO actual scientific data that supports the fact that people are naturally gay.
Also, this is something that’s been rubbed into our conscious from a long time as acceptable.
What bothers me though is,where do we draw the line?
There’s a news clipping that shows 13 schools in Seattle, are offering 11 year old girls IUDs WITHOUT parental consent!  Children are being taught about incest and lesbianism in schools. And the parents CANNOT opt out.
You see the point of the feminist movement, was for the state to be able to tax the entire population as opposed to the prior 50% in the workforce and to render children without a caring guardian so that they turn to the state for any kind of guidance. That’s why the Rockefeller foundation funded it in the first place. And they’re achieving their end in America and we like idiots are following suit.
Take for instance the Cambridge conference report, that states pedophilia is normal among males
The day is not away, when people would already be comfortable with this perverted mindset, and accept it into their lives, legal systems and societies.
Remember, all evil in the world today happens in the name of love, unity, equality and peace. And it’s not a new phenomena too. We’re being served an old dish in a new platter.So be vigilant and understand why something is happening before praising or condemning it by what it seems on the outside before we’re left left in a state of spiritual starvation.

Son Of Patriarchy : An Open Letter

Dear Daughter of Matriarchy,

It feels good to be able to express myself. The world today does not appreciate a Son of Patriarchy trying to tell a Daughter of Matriarchy ‘her place’. But you would know, that that’s not my intention. You see, our ‘arch’ rival, Matriarchy, who has always been around but has failed to gain a stronghold in society as we have, is always jealous of our success & acceptance. But I must say she does lack the drive to charge forward & fight for the throne, therefore, she keeps a low profile & rarely causes any trouble. But you daughters of Matriarchy have caused trouble from time to time . In fact, somehow, you have even managed to have your way in brother Supreme Court, first cousin Judicial System & our very own son, the constitution too! In fact the legal kin have bent over so much to your whim that it’s almost like they’ve had a sex change! And why not, your liberal pursuits are thoroughly backed by power hungry maniacs with a very distinct & clear agenda.

At first we were extremely generous. The demands were logical, why wouldn’t we be?

It’s only fair for a daughter of matriarchy to have equal footing in terms of education, owning property & the right to vote just as the sons of patriarchy do. so we granted that wish. Instead of acknowledging our generosity, we were belittled & a smear campaign was started against us. Is that how you repay people who accept your demand ?

It was said that we ‘gave in’ & that woman power made this happen. No. We just felt it would make absolutely no difference to us if women wanted to own property or gain an education or the right to vote etc. We had been dealing with this nonsense for centuries! Goodness knows what a herculean task it is to ensure that your family in particular & society in general is protected, fed, clothed & well looked after! We sure could use some help! We just hesitated at first because we knew this was a bother, an necessary evil & we were gentlemen who were chivalrous. We cared about your happiness & wanted to protect you from these burdens. Also, we felt you were already occupied with the heavy task of raising another human being! We noticed how you absolutely loved running a house of your own! No wonder you hate socks lying around & a wet towel on the bed & a kitchen full of dirty dishes. You hated it back then too. You instinctively knew what to do with the babies who grew in you & we loved them because you showed us how! We did the toiling & you baked the bread. We built the house & you made it a home. It was perfect. Alas, all good things come to an end. So did this golden age of happiness. 

Look at what you’ve done now! This is EXACTLY why our ancestors were hesitant to give you power & control. For with power comes great responsibility, & that you do not accept, till date. You want the freedom to roam about alone at night, but you shun the responsibility to protect yourself. You look towards the authorities, the society, us sons of patriarchy, to ensure that a safe haven is somehow created for you. We always knew the world was an unsafe place. We knew it when we were cavemen & stepped out to hunt. How do you suppose we captured our next meal? We risked our lives in doing so. Back then you knew it too. But as time went by, your mind was manipulated by those among us who seek total control. And they are using you to break what we know of a nurtured home, a strong family, a moral society. When would you realize this?

You want sons of patriarchy to give up our natural instinct of aggression & leadership. But at the same time, you expect protection & chivalry. And we don,t blame you for that because we know that’s not you, that’s the battle you lose within yourself each day as you fight your own inner instinct of being a nurturer & your manipulated mind forces you to become something you are not.

Crime against children is at it’s highest today. Any idea why that is? What do you suppose would happen when you snatch a child away from the loving arms of his mother , who has been tricked into believing she is of no worth if she doesn’t join the workforce, & shove him in a room full of other lost children being taken care of by an attendant, a stranger or at home alone in the custody of a nanny, All of these strangers have absolutely no natural instinct to protect or nurture the child. 

Why can’t the father stay at home you ask. Well a father just might. There are fathers who are doing it. But tell me this, why can’t you? Nature believed in you when she decided that instead of the father, it would be you, the mother who would bear the child & bring him into this world & for this task, mother nature prepared you too. She gave you a forgiving heart, a soft embrace, a creative bent of mind. So much so that even your body is shaped to nurture a little human being. You are the first person he recognizes, the first person he trusts, the only person who can feed him for a good amount of time, the only person who understands what he says even when he doesn’t speak. What more does nature have to give you, what words does one need to spell out to you, for you to realize that this is your most natural role? Of course you must pursue your talents. You are creative, no doubt about that. But the key to a fulfilling life is to strike a balance & assume the role that is meant for you.

Please think it over. If not for us, then for the sake of the children.

Yours Truly,

Son Of Patriarchy

 

A “Let’s Buy Nothing” Day !

Hey Honey!

Let’s buy nothing today…

Let there be no pizza box

No shopping bag full of branded clothes

No alcohol in glasses tall

No ‘extra’ pair of high heel shoes

No box of condoms ‘just in case’

No fairness face pack on your face

Let’s try being human just this once

&

Donate , not Spend

’cause there’s a world of difference

in gluttony & hunger

one is a rich man’s luxury

the other, a poor man’s sin

but we are neither rich nor poor

what we have is ‘just right

so if we save up our extra spends

a child may not sleep hungry tonight.

The Lack of Personal Responsibility in the Modern Feminist’s Narrative

I recently came across these  pictures  in my news feed on a social networking website.

PA Slut Walk

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Firstly, I think the statement being made is very sexist, considering the fact that it supports the notion that ONLY men rape & ONLY women are victims of rape! If we look at the statistics, we would find that women are just as capable of and responsible for, sexual crimes against children, men and other women.

Secondly,  such arguments, that radical feminists bring forth, do not do justice to the concept of Personal Responsibility.

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It’s as bizarre as saying, “Hey, why should I lock my door, why don’t you teach your kids not to steal? ” Of course nobody has the right to sexually assault or abuse another just as NOBODY teaches their children to commit a crime but some people  DO IT REGARDLESS & that’s just a sad truth.

About dressing up, I say wear what makes you comfortable but if you step out dressed provocatively, it is bound to provoke a reaction because by definition, provocative means something that provokes. This is not to say that a short dress is in anyway responsible for the act of rape. But what IS a factor that may contribute to it is a passive looking person.Rape is, after all, about power & domination, however cowardly & heinous the act may be. It rarely, if ever, is about sexual gratification.

So, I feel, the claim that teaching women to defend themselves and take precautions like pepper spray etc does NOT promote rape culture, on the contrary, it runs along the lines of the same logic as  “locking our cars & front doors” or “looking right then left before crossing the road”! 

Therefore, people should quit setting examples that defeat logic & if anything, spread awareness on how to safeguard ourselves in situations that may compromise our safety & well being. So, instead of making provocative statements just to gather a political and social reaction, activists must focus on equipping people with factual knowledge and a narrative based on real, practical solutions.

Our safety is our own responsibility and while there’s no denying the importance of spreading the right messages in society, the need of the hour remains a demonstration via actions, of truly responsible behavior because  equal rights come with equal responsibility.

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