Tag: Peace

The Grandson Of A Perceived God V/S The Kid In The Candy Store.

If that it what mommy is capable of, imagine what daddy will be like. #MotherOfAllBombs.

One has just been elected into power and it must have been his life long dream. The other was born with a communist spoon in his mouth. One has earned all that he could ever have dreamed of, with true intentions unknown. Opinions aplenty. The other doesn’t even care about opinions anymore. The former shows no remorse and has a habit of getting what he wants. Consequences immaterial. The later shows fleeting glimpses of compassion and harmony. Like the flashes of a movie.

One backed by a nation which is highly opinionated and democracy rolls into town every evening. The other is backed by a nation struggling to stand on its feet and feed itself. Yet national pride and love for a man driving it forward.

The bout being officiated by the world and its media but seemingly unable to influence either of the sides. Outshining those famous Ali vs Frazier nights by billions of megawatts. One flies like a butterfly and stings like a bee. The other growls like a lion and butts like a bison.

Both the corners have one thing in common. Both have the capacity to eliminate the existence of the human race on a global scale. For those who have been living under a rock, the humankind has learned how to split an atom and it’s called NUCLEAR ENERGY.

In more recent times, one has just dropped the largest non-nuclear bomb and says it is proud of its achievement. The other has announced its readiness to go to war unafraid to use its nuclear arsenal against incursions made by the former in the vicinity of its sea boundaries.

Think about this for a minute.

Does it really make sense? Are we sure that the outcome will be worth what we are willing to gamble?

My thoughts go out to those lost in the bombings of Hiroshima and Nagasaki. But I don’t think that the world is ready for this again.

It has just been 71 years since those tragic scenes and another 277 punctuations later we are still at it. This humankind needs a break.

Author: Toorjo Sengupta

Sounding Board: Abhishek Sharma




Spare A Thought_Version Infinity

“98 years have passed”.

That’s exactly how any other article would have started, if this would have been just another article.

Lets talk about the human impact. Not numbers! there are many other article available if you need numbers. Just the sheer loss of life. Imagine knowing, in your locality, may be just around the corner an incident yesterday where most of the friends you knew are no longer today. “Peace To The Lost”

I’d like you to, for once, imagine the heavy atmosphere and try to breathe in it knowing very well that every other human being you pass and as soon as you meet their eye, you stir up a story that you’d rather be a thing of the past.

Imagine knowing that one shall always be known as the oppressor and the other as the inflicted. Imagine the weight of opinions on their families on both sides.

Don’t be naive enough to think that all of this is now a thing of the past. Jallianwala Bagh is happening everyday. The story may be different on another article but the message is still the same on the most. Loss of Life!

And I thought, I would’nt start this article with;  “98 years have passed”. They indeed have. One may or may not owe reparations. #SashiTharoor

But never forget, those lost and impacted by this tragedy on boths sides.


Author: Toorjo Sengupta

Feelings Shared By: Abhishek Sharma