Wednesday, September 02, 2009

Re-Axe: Bangladesh: Time Then and Time Now......

"It's not the critic that counts, not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have been done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena."

-- Theodore Roosevelt


Hi Pradipta,

Thank you so very much for your comments and criticisms, which I appreciate are indeed very well intentioned.

I agree the majority Indians accepts Bangladesh as a reality not worth ignoring or overlooking and we surely have come a long way. But truth is whatever things positive has happened thus far, was because of the tireless hard work and serious inputs by the commonest of our people - not the Government, Military or the Politicians.

If you are talking about a 'political minority' – I am proud to say that I am one of them – but that term would be utterly fallacious because what we the so-called 'minority' get to talk or write about (and in my case even sing about) is indeed the very passionate voice of the 'vast majority', dying to be heard – who as is the legacy of Sub Continental subjugation, have always been bludgeoned into silence.

A quiet resistance has always been there from some of us - but then who the hell are we and does the establishment take us any more seriously then look at us as the 'lunatic fringe' who do not deserve any attention? But what is really funny, is when push comes to shove, they have only but our 'old bold words' to fall back upon to further their mandate? Words that initially earned us our well-deserved 'notoriety'!

When I say the 'establishment' I do not excuse the fourth estate - as I would be very lucky if any mainstream publication will ever print this relatively 'harmless' exchange either in Bangladesh or in India? The right to freedom of speech cosmetically enshrined in both our Constitution is more than a little misnomer, and it is not as if the Government of the day (any day) has a say. In Bangladesh, there is such a thing called 'self censorship' – and by that parameter of judgement, any individual who has the capacity to rub people the wrong way, or even provoke new thinking is necessarily a NO NO. In India, your major Media Mughals are pathologically xenophobic, protectionist and sorry for the inference – casteist and communal.

You have either got to be 'somebody's somebody' or sell your brain for a price to someone, or agree on terms of somebody's well marked 'limitation' territorial status quo to have your dubious mindset printed as 'daily offerings' in newspapers.

I remain a 'restricted writer' - not because I urge the people to revolt or am an agent provocateur - but essentially and thankfully the clarity of my thoughts are based on inputs from the commonest man on the street and day to day life interactions, to the simplest and economically marginalized (not poor) whose cry I have to endure painfully on a daily basis.

Maybe who I am and how I live my life, makes them feel vulnerable or convinces them that I am 'trouble'. I maybe completely wrong as some may even feel 'guilty' denying me my space. There are surely good and brave women and men out there – who agree with me privately, but prefer to remain silent cause they don't want to get involved. Nobody really wants to be without a job…

Nonetheless, I haven't given up and never will whether that be through my writing, songs with political contents, my struggle with the bAULS to reinforce Faith as opposed to Belief and studying and promoting plural Islam continues. That for me is Resistance - for I believe that "To Resist is to WIN".

That is one side of the story – but the other is: I also believe in my convictions and have more than once been 'convicted' for my belief.

On 'blaming India' and your point to 'resist and build a general consensus across the country' – I will get back at an opportune time.


Mac

Uttara, Dhaka, 2nd September 2009

Re-Axe: Bangladesh: Time Then and Time Now......

Bangladesh: Time Then and Time Now....



From Pradipta Bhattacharya (Tampa Bay, FL)

Mac - serious and interesting insights to the current situation. You have clearly captured the story of last two years - starting with "Care-takerism" to the latest BDR incident.

You also said - which remains unsaid most of the times - that practiced Islam in the Eastern Part of Indian Sub-continent (that geographically includes Eastern Bihar till Bangladesh) is a lot more pluralistic than the world brand of Elitist Wahabism. It has its own ethos - thats totally different from the global notion of Islam.


But given all that - I would like to note here that presence of Bangladesh is a reality that the current Indian Citizenary accepts. Its a different country (in fact there is nothing I believe called Indian Sub-continent that can politically ever exist - however socio-cultural similarity we may have).

So time has also come up for Bangladesh to become an adult country and stop blaming India and Pakistan for all its problems and issues.
Please realize what you have today in Bangladesh - has been created and built by people of Bangladesh.

Whatever political structure you follow is your own. If you do not accept these facts - then resist and build a general consensus across the country. Or are you afraid of your Historical heritage that goes much beyond last 50 odd years.

Its easier said than done - but don't your post made a similar call.
Leaving aside this part of the criticism - I am personally very interested to know more about the political minority - their thoughts and movements. I think a deeper analysis of them will possible provide the world with an alternate image of modern Islamic state.

Could you please continue what you started.

Monday, August 31, 2009

Bangladesh: Time Then and Time Now


For those of us in the anti-establishment fringe living in rejection of the Bangladesh political system’s grounded status quo of 36 years, events that began on the first week of January 2007 (referred to as 01/11) left us bemused. We thought we are witnessing a dejavu, sort of - seeds of our quiet and peaceful revolt being planted by men in uniform, our beliefs and hopes, and hearing things that we had said all along and were traditionally shunned and pooh-poohed even marginalized, now blossoming into unrestrained reality right in front of our eyes!

However misplaced reality may be, everything appeared to be a mirage, and the ‘dramatic’ developments only succeeded in ‘importing’ an uneasiness in our day to day life, together with an embedded sense of drift, not a sense of relief that was anticipated at the end of the 'Caretaker' equation.

Our sincere positioning and apolitical hopes to aspire for the very best for our nation is yet a long way away and as events unfolded; ‘thinking realities’ were dotted with pitfalls. The path taken upon by the ‘new brand of rulers’ professing a ‘new brand of democracy’ with no road map other than jargons to get the country back on track, appeared to be potently hazardous, the way forward fraught with tremendous risk.

The adhocism and piece meal solutions to problems did neither belie maturity, nor any sound understanding as to dynamics of states craft. The sincerity of our military backed interim governments mission, was thus up for close scrutiny. The times therefore were not ‘hours’ to feel elated or to even consider basking in complacency. Whether on or off uniforms, states craft like war is far too dangerous a business to be left only in hands of Generals, and regrettably neither can Bangladesh conceive of a politician zero future. Therefore parity had to be drawn somewhere and no time left to waste or any attempts to gain time by excuses of various schedules.

It is true, we wanted an end to the anarchy driven dynastic politics of the two major political parties, yes we wanted to see an end to the vexed specter of the ghosts of Bangladesh’s ‘founding father’ Sheikh Mujibur Rahman and the disservice General Ziaur Rahman may or may not have done by ‘declaring Independence’ still being battled obnoxiously and unrestrained in the public domain.

Yes we opted whole heartedly and wanted an end to the political divide that was designed to strip polity for sole use of narrow minded posturing by ‘elected village elders’ masquerading as politicians in Dhaka, when their only credible job was to hold the nation savagely captive to their whims and caprice. These behaviors were often read as their ‘political agenda’; agenda’s to rule with brute force, of loot and plunder all in the name of democracy?


Yes we wanted an end to the endemic corruption among many things yet, ironically over the years and with vivid reminders from our recent history we also took a firm line that neither will we support the military or any adventurism that may be attempted in the name of the haloed and sometimes feared institution – nor will we tolerate a repeat of the same by sanctified civilians. If it is going to be ‘Demon-o-cracy’ as opposed to Democracy, it is for every citizen to say – ‘gloves are off’.

Let us face it, all of the above has become part of our unavoidable ‘national political culture’, and we half agreed that our ‘leaders’ had only to shout and scream at the top of their voice to ‘make a point’ (any point), for the politicians had taken it for granted that it was not THEM but the 120 million people of Bangladesh who are deaf, which by implication also meant that we are dumb and perhaps blatantly stupid.

In an age of ‘globalization’ our politicians took every opportunity to exploit the system not only for financial gain, but to implant a system and despondent culture which left the citizenry mentally paralyzed and trapped in a despairing no-hope, no-gain, no-win situation. The doom and gloom mantra which was ever so pervasive over the years perhaps in default recognized what the power of free flow of information in the millennium context meant. On the flip side, politicians by their actions and deeds, absurdly and firmly believed in the notion that the people will tolerate this stale ‘narcissistic democracy’ as the only form of states craft till eternity. Perhaps they are right?

Thanks again in a large part to the largesse of a beneficiary media, unthinking and irresponsible political sermons bordering on fringe lunacy filled our mornings with ‘screaming’ headlines in newspaper for days, and as if that was not enough the same was heralded by high decibel visual and audible display and repeats on our national and satellite TV station in the evening. Some of the media owned by corrupt ‘Mughals’ unashamedly in the name of democracy played a huge part in collaborating with the system that has come and gone and will come again, are equally responsible in derailing the aspirations of the people. A ‘national thought process’ that has always been the demand of this writer never materialized.

With the military training guns from the background as ever, it is only a re-run of an undeclared state of war between the minority military and the majority citizenry. If anything has changed to keep this state of flux going – is that we have only re-invented enemies – basically shifted the goal post one too many times to suit our expediency and keep the citizenry second and third guessing.

It is thus a hard bargain, and our guess is, today we have come to point where we are to pay a cumulative and collective price for our failure, and just not blame the politicians or the military for our plight. This time around, we have no option but to overpay, for tragically what we had known as democracy so far, has been nothing but a disguised ‘elected oligarchy’, and it will be a very long time and too taxing on our patience to get things out of the mess we have gotten into. Are we prepared to wait?

Come 2008 and the election saw us having a party that champions the ‘Spirit of Liberation’ in power, but in action has no inkling as to what the ‘Spirit of Independence’ for which 3 million people sacrificed their lives really means. In posturing and promoting something as vague as ‘national interest’ - all it does is bend over backward to serve Donor interest and importantly a new Mafia that controls Trade, Commodity, Narcotics, down to what people should be reading, seeing or believing. A finely tuned and heavily financed brain washing machinery worse than what the Nazi’s could dream of – has been activated.

Getting ever so powerful this ‘minuscule’ yet powerful minority holds any Government – whether elected or selected or ones that ‘takes over’ - all at public expense with a demonic force that has its tentacles spread all across the fabric of the nation. Talk of environment pollution, illegal construction sites on rivers and embankments, the impunity of this lot of ‘businessmen’ leaves us wondering, if at all there is anything called a ‘public voice’ to brutally protect public interest?

Add to that the so-called rise of Islamic ‘fundamentalism’ – it is only but a repeat of similar dramas we have seen from as far off as Iraq down to the Philippines over the last 10 years. “If you do not admit you have em Jihadist – you gonna starve” …....fair enough – so we arrest a bunch of dim witted Mullahs with really nothing more sophisticated than ‘grenades’ in their possession, which are all sourced back to India, whose Media again with unhesitant regularity will tell you what a ‘threat’ Bangladesh has become – thanks to the ‘extremist’.

By implications that would mean each and every citizen of the country is a Muslim, who fits into the Al-Qaeda stereotype. The fact that majority Islam’s mindset in Bangladesh is totally divorced from the Shariati,Salafi and Wahabist Islam of Saudi Arabia or Afghanistan is a reality unknown to the rest of the word.


That we as citizens practice a much more diverse and plural brand of Islam – perhaps unique in the entire Muslim word, are cultural component never promoted, because at the end of the equation it is only the orthodox, hard-line, ritualistic Islam of the ‘pukkah (kosher) Muslim’ variety that has become the standard of acceptability in both print and electronic Media and a gullible citizenry are left with no option but take it as the ‘real thing’ - so great is our fear of aLLAH.

And despite our best intentions to try them for war-crimes, the US Ambassador in Bangladesh is also seen having a hearty Iftar – with the very same lot, it came to ‘rescue’ during the fag end of our Liberation War in 1971. We will therefore not be surprised if at the end of it all the much touted ‘War on Terror’ comes to a close and a peace accord reached with Al-Qaeda and other associated global jokers! Who will have the upper hand in Bangladesh’s political equation thereafter – is just about anybody’s guess.

Jokes aside – it is time now to ponder deep and hard, for the eerie facts leading to the BDR carnage of February will never be known. We may have ritualistically and tokenistically blamed each other and our Intelligence services, buried the officers in uniform very quietly and moved on to debates on which law to try them; the hard undertone – death and mayhem will continue unabated and come winter (the ‘season’ of politics) , with or without the much touted ‘day light saving time’ hoopla, political unease and blood shed is imminent.

Time then and time now, is only time for serious introspection and time to give our so called ‘existence’ a serious think.


Uttara, Dhaka, August 31, 2009

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Never Stop Crying - 2005


 

"The one who loves you will make you weep." - Argentinian Proverb


Life is a Conspiracy... a Nostalgia
a reality that makes our eyes dewy
but, never stop crying dear ones

Tears are meant for you
and you alone
tears don't soften hearts
of those that have had
far too many tears in one
life time,
but please never stop crying

What is it that needs to be said
......but cant be said?
What is that comes out so easily..........
like 'I love you' or the classic
'missing you' .......
feel good statement's
when the reality is more like

'I think its time for you to go'
or even more brutally honest like
BUZZ OFF
heck.....be honest enough to face anything
and say what must be said,
but please never stop crying....

I cry, because I am Man enough to admit it
I cry, not for myself
I cry, not because there is a child in me
I cry, not because, its a healing process
I CRY - cause it's worth my while
I cry, cause that's the only emotion
worth its worth in cents or dime
when you and you alone know
how much
you have paid
or overpaid
or were short charged
or over charged
or had a 'default' on your trust

I never stopped crying
because there is still a lot of love
left in me
I cry, because somewhere down the line
it makes me what I am
HUMAN

Niketon, Dhaka - 16th September 2005

Solace in Solitude: Pitfalls without Pity or Piety - 2005



 
Quotes: "Events will take their our course, and it is no good being angry at them; he is happiest who wisely turns them to the best account." - Euripides
 
Love is a dependency trap
we say we Love
because gOD created LOVE (oh my gawd!)
dishonest as we are, we never say -- we love
cause we want to be loved.
LOVE is a 'I scratch your back and you scratch mine' necessity –
yet hard as it is, there are areas in the body
that none can reach.......heck – and that 'scratch in the back'?
you can half do it yourself –- but if anybody else does it
…ahhh……HEAVENLY...
and of course, there are so many other things HEAVENLY
those that in love can do – adult/children are we –
or is it adult with child pretensions?
We all LOVE to say we 'fall' in love,
but hate to say that we have probably fallen
into a ditch, a quicksand, or a garbage pit?
but strange isn't it –
we have found no replacement
to 'FALLING in Love'?
Let us not blame LOVE for that
....no fault of LOVE at all
neither is it the fault of those that
have had a hard fall
or a soft fall,
or a cushioned fall,
the fact is
-- while falling in LOVE –-
we also fall and fail...
like fall from GRACE
fall from DIGNITY
fall from whatever we hold dear and honorable
an unending TUMBLE, down, down and OUT
When we fall we actually LOVE
the climb back
which is harder
for we know that in falling
there is NONE around
then your own being
having to do the 'hard job'
of collecting and reshaping
all those broken pieces…
fragile -- as in shattered?
LOVE is more then chemistry
it is the senses
that those insensible enough in love,
indulge in with blatant insensitivity
a merger of the 'sOUL'
when the sOUL in question
is something that our eyes don't see
much like the formless, sexless, etc, etc,
being .....gOD
that we worship,
and despite his apparent NOTHINGNESS
-- its amazing that he has brains
and intervenes in 'affairs of Man'
with his 'hands' and we go on to say
'LOVE is made in hEAVEN!'
-- now beat that?
Yet- - we never stop loving
cause FALL as hard and heavy as we do
the swim back UP from the dark pits
from the whirlpool that has sucked us
into an Oceanic Grief,
long and horrific as it may be
is one we must do –
for tired as we may become
we long, much too much for that one
LONG BREATH – up in the open
ALIVE --- whoa!!
At the end equation
we will decide to 'fall' again
but for one like me,
'Comfortable in my sorrows'
which none, but I am to blame
I seek solace in solitude
MY WAY
for religious I never was,
yet the 'spirit' in me tells me
"Hey dude how more lonely can you be?
Think of your ONE gOD ......
could you be LONELIER then hIM? "

 
Niketon, Dhaka, 1st August 2005

Sunday, December 28, 2008

Limits of Our Limitations: A Failed Foreword

If you think wearing Che Guevara T Shirt is sexy
or a fashion statement
things here are a little too risky,
as it could be a reinstatement
of things they said
'exact same' about him back in the 70's
like they do today of Bin Laden


"Bravery is not an absence of fear, but making the right decisions when overcome by fear." Anon

From Sobriety to Propriety
to Impropriety to Notoriety,
my life has been an uphill struggle,
in this concrete urban jungle,
to square off a gaggle of bad humored enemies
of over qualified, yet ignorant and dim-witted adversaries,
who huddle, muddle, meddle and frolic in 'democratic' dispensations,
affording me to unleash a litmus test, to test the limits of our limitations,
a free fall in adjudicating the intent of my intentions,
to thrive in chaos and hysteria, yet be able to see beyond the myopia,
in my heady lock horn battles with the Mind Mafia .

I as a spoilt sport have taken on them all,
people in society who apparently 'stand tall'
in reality these no more than cheap jerks and expensive serfs,
'sponsored' and bonded 'free thinkers' to unholy nit-pickers,
as also rubbished Poet wannabes like me,
down to that idiot writing Daily Star Commentary,
I wonder why there is a dire necessity in this country
for such a wasteful luxury – the toilet-paper industry!
Guys –
'save some water, save some trees, save the Butterflies and the Bees'
*

or self destruct to make Ecology like Poverty: History
or is it going to be a Free Masonic Nobel Prize - so Hail Usury?

Defiance has been my religion and abject destiny
for I accept no 'absolute certainty'
or willful tampering of my personal suzerainty,
and despite dubious duplicities
I claim no benign divinity in precedents,
of Premiers and Presidents
and or political antecedents,
I belong with pride to the toiling 'guilty until proven innocent'
who Courts will try and hang with abandon
no 'conditional bails' here for foreign jaunts
I am after all the expletive deleted
- Shaala - 'brother-in-law'
sharing turf with occasional outlaws!

Our Press, Police and Politicians
have prostituted Public perceptions
leaving us haplessly bare
to a culture of despair
that obviates Poets like me to dare
the fossilized process of stinking thinking
a gift of our corrupt 'Media barons'
but I yet see hope in our collective horizon
in the 'now generation'
replete with invitations of the swords
armed with guitars and 'Heavy Metal' warrior chords
shove it 'up yours' index finger signals
their vocals needs no defragmentation
but do watch out for a kewl Bengalee translation
and let this not come as a huge 'shock'
while I salute my comrades……Mob-a-Rock \m/

Your narco-fantasia of the 'Spirit of Liberation'
or fears of a Mullah invasion
indicates a self induced hibernation
for you represent a defeated generation
and all that is left for us is to await your decapitation
for it is only natures nature
that you pay for your capitulation.

The implosion
from our unfinished revolution
hopes and aspirations
our self professed doyens of emancipations
'conscience of the nation'
neo-collaborators in a neo-con Millennium,
the devil smiling in freedom skies
never failing to surprise
Freedom Fighters wearing battle scars
wafting today of Perfume De Razakar .

This book could do best without a review,
for you can sense from this 'abrasive' preview
that this could well be an improper follow though
to get to know more about unknown known brigands
of morons behind every coup with
'demon-o-cratic dispositions'

to shake hands of 'join em if you cant beat em' variations
and try as they may to stop this one-man demolition derby
our 'secular' ideals are as rarefied as our Mullah driven clergy
or shall we be laid back and wait out our awaited nightmare –
The Ummah-tic Republic of Theology?

Thus,
If you are visualizing collaboration,
'read' first Harold Rasheed's illustrations,
If you need a shot of inspiration,
grab Nadeem Rahman's 'Poems of Expiation'
If you are looking for my life's mission,
and loose talks of a revolution
and there's still a chance for Music education,
do consider Gil-Scott Heron,
The Global Minister of Information.

If you think wearing Che Guevara T Shirt is sexy
or a fashion statement
things here are a little too risky,
as it could be a reinstatement
of 'exact same things' they said
about him back in the 70's
like they do today of Bin Laden
so remember Guyz
.....Che is no Iron Maiden
……and here is a little caution
wear him with pride whatever, wherever and however
but sieve every bit of disinformation and look for the emancipation light
and don't forget what jAH said:
'never give up the fight'**

There being no gratitude more gratifying than my ingratitude,
as also my non-linear latitude
a legacy of my bi-polar platitude
and just in case
you guyz just about a wee bit care
and are keen to hear
the continuity of my heart beat,
and want to know what made me consider retreat:
do check out my 'twin' groove on the NEMESIS drums,
and don't forget to ask him ever so politely about his Mum!

* Lyrics from my late saxophonist friend late Travis Jenkins song.
** jAH Rastafarai – Bob Marley

© Mac Haque, Niketon, Dhaka : 9th September 2008

Saturday, October 18, 2008

jAH bAULIANA - Silence as a Weapon of Choice

















Muslim bigots try to pull down a sculpture named Baul at Zia International Airport in Dhaka on Wednesday. NEW AGE

Dear friends and Comrades in Thoughts,

I have received a lot of Facebook messages, emails and SMS text from many of you, since my enforced silence following the destruction by rabid Mullahs on 15th October 2008, the first ever Monument to the bAULs of Bangladesh.

I thank you very much from the core of my heart.


I am sharing a message I exchanged with my friend Andrew Biraj which I think is relevant and valid for everybody. I humbly expect your whole hearted support for the bAUL fraternity at these trying times – as also hope that we fight the issue with sILENCE - keeping the lofty ideals of the bAULs that "Disquiet is sIN" in our belief system:

QUOTE:

My Dear Andrew,

My heart is heavy and my lips are sealed, I have no option but to remain silent as it is not in the teaching of our /\sHAIJI to make a great noise, to gang up together, to destroy monuments statues and idols, or seek to harm or kill fellow mAN as a mean - or form of protest.

This ‘fight’ or ‘struggle’ – however you wish to view it, is one of reason, of fighting with our senses, and one that began in our part of the world thousands of years ago. To expect it to end overnight - or even in our lifetime is expecting the impossible and borders on foolishness.

Tokenistic ‘fights’ or ‘protests’ of the kind we see today and one we will forget as early as tomorrow morning - are ones I wish to discourage and do not support. I am not game about photo opportunities while we form so-called ‘human chains’ outside the Press Club or do the same while sitting in the hallowed precincts of the Shahid Minar.

The Mullahs and Politicos combine wish us to be reactive and replicate their reactionary character. We do not consider them ‘worthy opponents’ or ‘worthy adversaries’ or even ‘worthy Comrades’. All we say is let us be – for we did not in the first place as a fraternity 'demand' or ask for any Monuments to our glorious ancestors, our forefathers did we?

Those who have already commenced their ‘protest’ do not have either the bAUL’s or Bengal’s schools of socio-spiritual thoughts as an objective to further. Indeed, their objective and aspirations are narrow – as they wish to piggy-back on the bAUL issue to aspire for even narrower political expediency – the capture of state power – made even more complex give the restlessness prevailing in the country.

This is the oldest game known to mANKIND and epitomized in many bAUL songs:

Tumi Chor re kou churi koro/
Go tell the thief to steal

Grihosterey kou dhoro dhoro/
Go tell the peasant to catch him

Tobey keno mANUSH shontan hoilo gUNAHGAR go/
Why do you then call the children of hUMANs - sINNERs?

For the bAULs there is no such thing as 'gain' or 'loss'. Let us all therefore watch in silence with our 'inner eyes'....our SPIRIT and our sOUL which do not deceive.

This ‘fight’ is not about winning or loosing – it is more about reminding ourselves that 'To resist is to win' and 'Dissent is the highest form of patriotism'.

Let them scream on their mikes and sound system as they make veiled attempts to scare us into subjugation.

They perhaps think – gOD is hard of hearing!

Please keep the pEACE, spread the word and NEVER GIVE UP THE FIGHT

jAH bAULIANA /\

Mac


UNQUOTE

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Fifty-one and still batting?


Run, make a dash, wait for another
come back fast,
over the boundary and way way past
just eleven players harassed
from red to white balls
from the jhalmoori end to the soft drink stalls
cacophony of off-key bands
of keeping shine and the preen
from white to black screens
facial sun screens
from flannel trousers to track suits
from tennis shoes to spiked boots
from English gentlemen white
to multicolored hues of rainbow delight
from feather caps to grilled helmets
concrete pitch in indoor nets
weekend games – afternoon spectacles
night games with floodlit debacles
from unsane reason to
prime time television
folks here is a surprise for everyone
I have untrustingly made it to fifty-one!

At fifty-one on the crease
life’s game of cricket becomes more of a breeze
of taking things easy, head down and heels dug deep
to face two slips a gulley, a cover and an extra cover,
of a mid off, a mid on and some ‘deep fine legs’
and over the wicket ‘in comes the ball’
to familiar ‘crack’ of hook, drives or plain blocking
to shady biddings, unlikely timings and unfamiliar innings.

‘Sticky wickets’ do not cease
to beguile time on the crease
of unfair dismissals
of ducks and bouncers
of ugly googlies or yokers
or a ‘hook to the cover’
of being bumped off by chucking and stumpings
to be caught off the back foot
(actually stopping balls by the boot)
LBW – have not been able to figure it out yet
but then there is very little to fret
of being clean bowled at ‘duck’ to boos and laughter
await the morning press and all its slaughters!

At fifty-one there are usually applauses from the gallery
about making it though half a century
of unsteady expectations, slow steady hopes
needless to say, learnt the trick of the ropes
with hearts a thunder
body aches asunder
of a ‘definite maybe century’
that may turn out to be very boring
but then what the heck – its yet another inning?

Between ‘now and then’
maybe a time to think again
if life after all
will be a ‘dead ball’
or will I whiz past all of you
or continue to argue
number games are not meant
to assess your ascent
in time
but a onetime
pursuit of expecting a little more love
in that one special day of the year
in what otherwise would appear
another day, another night,
another second, another twilight
downright rites
in ones loving, living life?

Niketon, Dhaka : 16th September 2008

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

Poets-R-Us: Reputation - When LIES form the basis of TRUTH


When I have no one in a disbelieving world
to hear my side of the story
to give me a benefit of a doubt
to allay my fears and my apprehensions
it is to you gOD that I turn
for solace can be such a lonely word
and LOVE an even lonelier misnomer.

When I reach out in desperate loneliness
to anyone lonelier
than I think I am
and every step of the way do
all that I must.... to clear my name
off the infamy stained on me
by my enemies
it is to you gOD that I turn
for I am who I am
......neither can I erase the past
nor can I heal the hurts I caused others.
I wish 'life' was a digital device
where things can be edited or deleted
at will
from 'memory'!

Unleashing the process of 'truth-ing'
as taught to me in my upbringing
versus the malicious lying
gets me so into a tizzy
that I wake up and ask myself
if there is anything at all called the
"whole truth and nothing BUT the truth
so help me dear gOD"


after all does anyone really care
or give a damn
when LIES form the basis of all TRUTH
and TRUTH never ever the end of doubts?

'Reputation' is a double edged sword
one lives it and the other un-lives it
but sword it is and sword it will be
it CUTS and wounds deep
deeper than our physical being can comprehend
slashes apart the Soul at a time
when we start believing
perhaps foolishly
that good times have finally arrived
in our horizon.

'Silence can be golden'
'time heals wounds'
I have heard and re-heard so often
nothing much that I can say
will help me heal my scarred Soul
and thus to you gOD that I turn....
for I really have no answers.

My 'reputation' good or bad
full of it or lack of it
is sadly the beginning of my all my
undoing.

Sunday, July 22, 2007

Poem: Bangladesh 2007


Bangladesh 2007

I am not game to the cheap thrills
making its round as a ‘war on corruption’
nor do I applaud for military drills
and bids by soldiers and sanctimonious politicians
to rescue this beleaguered nation
from whatever ailed it –
ideas for good governance is never the exclusive purview
of the selected or ‘elected’ few,
democracy is only a pretension
a hangover from past dereliction

Our leaders of today and yesterday
or those of the yesterday of the day before
were all but conspirators
who hired Phensydyl soaked agitators
to ‘uphold’ their narrow ‘national cause’
political expediencies
led to dependency
needing only a handful
of men and women intermediaries
to grind this nation to a complete halt
organized mayhems and murders
walked hand in hand
with unseen power brokers
who all too often appeared
on a five minute news slot
their epic infamy on private TV
as straight faced innocent
save their fourteen annas of devilry

Bangladesh in Two Thousand and Seven
is in overdue labor pain,
the collective handiwork
of those that prefer keeping us in chains
fetters and shackles
the aborted freedom child promised to us
in the histrionic Seventy One
an unholy misnomer.

I seek no solace in people’s extermination
for words of Human Rights
are spoken on the dole of
rich nations donations
- nor am I a great one for national emancipation
but there is a lot to celebrate today
about incarcerations
of Prince and King wannabes
and Queens and sycophant servants
bunch of human feeding vultures
who lived on live Peacocks and dead Jaguars,
whose current fate will not bring in any remedy
but their sudden change of heart stands to mock
demands from ‘behind the locks’
the printed, binded words of gOD
that drunk with power they abjectly rejected
- is there yet time to put them on the dock
or severe with them forever?

The ‘rule of the law’ is said to be slightly flawed
and since there is a new V ahead of our VIP -
the VVIP will suckle on all the honey
while Queen bee is set for another round of ignominy
a deserved fate if we may
for the millions who languish in jails as even today
an atonement for ‘Sins’ of the innocent,
whose only crime was they were not born
either ‘looter rich’ nor a VVIP
and the double crime of being born in the Desh.

The disease of denying and lying continues unabated
and even though for a time, newspaper columns feed on our angst
with peep overviews on private lives
and ‘interrogation CD’s’ making its round
there nothing new
here for the bored Poet who knew
back in Nineteen Ninety Seven
that days were not too far away
for our nations salvation
little knowing that things would all sort itself out
in the blessed year
Two Thousand and Seven
is this true?

Doubts lingered on dates earlier in the year,
for I know that devoid from the latest calculations
are needs of the average citizens,
so ‘average’, that we deny them everything
in our ‘collective vision’,
and torture as you must in your obsession
your cynical minds with too many questions
let this go across loud and clear
that the cries for political sanity that you hear
turns a deaf ear to pangs of the poor
so please partake a closer look
that the eighty-six percent who toil the soil
are all set to disappear
- yet we do know for sure -
that the remaining fourteen percent
will eventually survive the humiliations of history
the legacy of impunity
of entrenched tyranny
Savagery….or is it the birth of a new Die-nasty?

In this illicit elites fight for the spoils,
call it your ‘own brand of democracy’,
sovereignty, polity – or whatever
and forget your minus twos, threes or hundredth plans,

(In ‘minus’ there is no subtraction,
but setting aside for future use
numbers that have possibilities of jumping back in
to make future numbers dangerously bleary and weary)

my calculator reads all of this will add up
to minus one hundred and twenty million
only subtract (not minus) the current honor gOD’s
who dictate your fragile destiny, how many?

Hundred and Twenty and not one more
the status quo remains shamelessly steady
or are there yet surprises in store?

I have heard many slogans that were far too shrill
and we all know there has been more than enough overkills,
yet its not for poets to offer meaningful solutions
for while my race has often seen above the pollution
of collective skullduggery indulged by politicians
it hurts that many in my lot
have excuses up their sleeves to fool the devil
by donning illegitimate cloaks
of intellectual pariahs,
and spare the measly rations that come
with mouthing civil society slogans,
of collaboration with newspapers Editors
who rubs shoulders
with puny hawkish ‘Stars’
as also their chameleon avatars –
the intelligence agencies,
together with the retired,
defunct and dysfunctional khakis -
I wonder if it’s yet time to draw an inactive list
of ‘active collaborators’ of the momentous year
Two thousand and Seven?

Above the din of it all
has anyone heard of demands
- to try anyone for media corruption?

Today’s collaborators will not ride the shotgun of mercy
as they did in Nineteen Seventy One
times they have changed far too mercilessly
and forgiveness (read amnesty) a bygone jargon
only if we will care to remember the thousands that perished
in fifteen years of thug-ocracy
in the veils of ‘somewhat secular’ and sometimes
mullah driven democracy
Fascist-ocracy today is the new buzzword
and lest we should fool ourselves again into
collective decline, let take this one long incline
also do not consider this your see-saw hate
that the ‘immunity syndrome’ is likely to reactivate
and cast a powerful blow to our national fate
making a thorough military and monetary route
of a kind we are yet unprepared
in real life or its many pretensions.

In as much as they care for our well being
our ‘friends’ across the seven seas will not applaud
for we are puppets tied to their never-ending knots
dancing merry tangos to rehashed music
to strains that keep changing every ten years
we will keep ourselves amused and in tethers
- for as long as we promise to fight the mullahs and
brutalize their children in the Madrasas
‘keep ‘em bombs exploding
and jihad slogans up and roaring’!
this is the best time in your life to feast
on fistful of the mighty dollasr
which smells a lot heavenly
than your decaying and worthless local currency
aLLAH lives a short distance away from Washington
in an air-conditioned condominium !


Bangladesh in Two Thousand and Seven
is a diseased corpse not yet set to rest
and times to resuscitate
is slowly slipping and sliding out to oblivion
a choice between Democracy
or is it Klepto-cracy vesus Honest-ocracy
is what we have been left with
- so brothers and sisters -
lets not make it a painful wait
power brokers are yet set to pilfer
whatever it is that we gained
or whatever we may have lost
over thirty-six tortuous year
Signing off there is no slogan worthy of our respect
than to DEMAND FREEDOM or
Be DAMMED..

Sunday, 22nd July, Niketon, Dhaka

Sunday, July 15, 2007

Interview with Sharon Chadha - Part 10


Before he has to yield the headlines back to the extremists....And now, for our last part of this 10-part interview with Mac Haque, our favorite Sufi rasta Baul jazz rocker singer.The last question I asked Mac was what advice he would give humanity.I mean, why not? If anybody should know what the secret of life is, surely a Sufi rasta Baul jazz rocker would, right?And so, here is what he said:

Humanity has never been game for good advice![Me: Ooops! That was a dumb question on my part. Nevertheless, he was kind enough to continue.]While we talk
about humanity – the forces of betrayal will always make inimical forces stronger. Now even the virtues of democracy are being viewed as some kind of institutionalized thugocracy.As Gil Scott Heron said ‘Peace can never be found if war is considered a solution’. And yet, too often it is ONLY war we think that will bring peace.The state of the world post 9/11 is nothing more than a legacy of hate. Unless we remove the hatred, the xenophobia, the racism, the future of mankind is certainly doomed.We also need to get over the prevailing perform or perish retinue and stop reckless consumption.For every citizen of the West to survive, a thousand Bangladeshis are imperiled to the spectre of Global Warming. In fifty years time – although I will not be a witness to it – scientific studies suggest that half of Bangladesh will be consumed by the sea.Once Bangladesh goes, and if humanity still doesn’t change its ways, mankind itself will be wiped out. And long before the year 3000 AD appears on our calendars.
So there you have it folks, the final word from Mac.Now while admittedly I don't see things quite the same Mac does, I know an awful lot of people who do. And they don't live on the same dELTA he does either or come from the same tradition or blah, blah, blah. So none of these details can be the source of any of our differences, can they?And that was really the point of this exercise. Because let's face it, if you didn't know where this Mac person was coming from - or anything about his cultural or religious orientation - I bet you'd never guess correctly just what his coordinates were.And that was my point here. To show that all this culture gap, this conflict of civilizations business is really just in our minds.On that note, now it's time to blast some music......Unless of course you are in Waziristan. In that case, just be sure to use your headphones instead of the speakers as you never know where those Taliban and Al Qaeda guys might be.If they ask what's up with the Bluetooth, just say you're on a conference call or something. Tell them some people from a place called Langley are trying to interest you in some $25 million business proposition.

Interview with Sharon Chadha - Part 9

Mac, the guy who just keeps grabbing headlines away from the extremists says we all have to get out there and touch someone.
The rickshaw is Mac's favorite form of transportation.Today our moderate Muslim (oops, did I just refer to him as a moderate? Sorry about that Mac), Mac Haque, none other than Bangladesh's legendary singer, responds to the question "Is there a role here [by that he means this jihad mess we're all in] for music? For poetry? For artists in general?"This 10-part series of interviews I'm conducting with him, as regular readers know, is part of an on-going series, Alternative Voices from the Islamic world. I bring you this because, well, who isn't getting sick of all this bloody jihad? Drop me a line and, well, I'll arrange for the police to pick you up. Anyway, so this was Mac's response to the question about the role artists can play in countering extremism:


Music and poetry have played pivotal roles in Bangladesh’s political history and social revolution. Whether it was the hymns of the Sufi revolt and renaissance against the British or the works of the rebel poet Kazi Nazrul Islam, art has been successfully used here as a weapon against all form of oppression. And it continuously reestablishes and embellishes the secular nature of our culture and our people. . .The intermingling of the greatest religions in South Asia is a clear indicator of the possibilities yet available to the world.What is of paramount importance is closer people-to-people interaction. While technology today permits us to reach out and meet people from all countries of the globe, what is sadly lacking is the human touch.

Yes, indeed, but, I have to say, even in spite of the lack of touchy-feely, I for one still love my Internet fRIENDS.Now be sure to scroll down and see parts 1-8 of this interview - and check out the various links to his music.

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

Interview with Sharon Chadha - Part 8


But only because I asked for it. So take a break from all that unsolicited crap you are constantly inundated with and hear the direct scoop from Dhaka's greatest lead singer ever, Mac Haque of the band, Maqsood O'dHAKA. Yep, the greatest band to have ever emerged from the Bangladesh Delta. [Note to Mac: I mean dELTA.]

Mac: The first advice I would give is that the West is to climb off its high pedestal and start accepting advise especially from the third world, whose experience is far different from many in the first or second world - or for that matter many of the Islamic nations of the Middle East.[Blogger's note: Ouch! But, even if it's painful, we should hear him out, folks.] Mac: The West set a bad precedence post 9/11 in disregarding many people’s civil liberties and human rights. Even in many democracies, rulers have shamelessly taken advantage of this new reality. The denial of civil liberties mean that over time, the world will NOT be divided into Good versus Evil regimes, but Tyrants versus the Free World. . Mac: Thirdly and most importantly, pre-9/11 the West – and the UN - supported self- determination movements all over the world. Because of the WoT, many of these movements have been sidelined and unfairly accused of terrorism. .‘Low intensity wars’ border wars, such as those India is experiencing, create refugee crises and are prone to escalate and provide an opportunity for lunatic Jihadists on either side of a porous border to link up and destabilize the region.
Scroll down to see Parts 1-7. And check out the YouTube video I'm about to post above.

Monday, July 09, 2007

Interview with Sharon Chadha - Part 7


Well, at least on this blog he does.In part 7 of my 10-part interview with one of Bangladesh's most popular musicians, Mac Haque, lead singer of the band Maqsood O'dHAKA, I ask him whether the global jihad movement will change Islam in the world. See the Intro to this series and Parts 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, and 6 of the interview here.This was his response:
It is only a matter of time that a ‘truce’ of some kind will be declared in this WoT, which many liberals and conservatives regard as a war against Islam. I don’t know how or when this will happen, but perhaps it will require a ‘regime change’ in Washington.The examples being set in Bangladesh are unique and many Islamic nations would benefit from emulating our model. Bangladesh can lead the Islamic world importantly by showing how it always helps to go that extra mile to defuse friction and strife.
Be sure and check out one of his concert videos on the YouTube link provided below.
And stay tuned, tomorrow Mac will be giving some advice for the West.

Sunday, July 08, 2007

Interview with Sharon Chadha - Part 6


Today in Part 6 of our series on Mac the Man, otherwise known as Mac Haque, the lead singer of the great Bangladeshi band Maqsood O'dHAKA, Mac, as you will see below will answer two question. Be sure to scroll down to see Parts 1-5, not to mention the Introduction to this series on Alternative Voices from the Islamic World. And check out his music! You can find links in previous posts.

Will the jihadist movement change Islam in Bangladesh?
I think the reason why Bangladesh has for the most part been spared by Jihadist extremism is because of the value we place on Ijtihad and in our Sufi traditions. Ijtihad is widely practiced. Ijtihad is the Islamic tradition of inquiry, assessment, fact sorting, scripture analysis, logic and proof. The Sufi twist is that we do this to music.In the far flung backwaters of rural Bangladesh, for example, Ijtihad is used to resolve disputes and in its musical form – part of our Sufi tradition - it is often the only form of ‘entertainment’ in many rural villages. I have a keen interest in Ijtihad music and collect many of these extraordinary songs. Ijtihad is also part of the Baul quest for spiritual transcendence. Baul is a Bengali and Bengladeshi system of thought that combines elements of Sufi Islam, Hinduism, and Buddhism, and has inspired Bengali and Bangladeshi musicians and poets for hundreds of years. I see myself as part of this Baul tradition. [UNESCO designated Baul as one of the "Masterpieces of the Oral and Intangible Heritage of Humanity" in 2005.]Our rural culture in Bangladesh is neither backward nor close-minded. It’s the urban centers that produce the most of the communal and extremist elements!
Is sharia a solid basis for the modern polity?
A technical question indeed. Conservative Muslim thinkers would argue that sharia is ‘unchanging and unchangeable’ but is still appropriate even in modern circumstances.Contemporary thinkers, on the other hand, say that sharia can be modified to adjust for the new conditions. This is where Ijtihad or debate comes in. If Ijtihad is allowed then, they say, sharia is appropriate even for a modern polity.Bangladesh legislation is not based on sharia. Rather, it is modeled on the British system of law. Other than Family Law, where disputes are adjudicated in Islamic courts, everything else is secular.By the way, I believe the development of Jihad and Ijtihad simultaneously does not in any way indicate that we are in a degenerative phase at this point of history, but rather, shows we are finally waking up from our collective slumber of centuries.

Saturday, July 07, 2007

Interview with Sharon Chadha - Part 5


Well, all that you'd imagine a rock star doing....Ok, maybe not ALL you'd imagine - I know there are plenty of overactive imaginations out there - and this is one rocker who stayed married to his childhood sweetheart until her untimely death in 2004....So on that incredibly sad but also so entirely romantic note, meet Mac Haque, lead singer of the Bangladeshi band Maqsood O'dHAKA. I introduce you to him in order to bring you alternative voices from the world of Islam. This is part 5 of my 10-part email interview with Bangladesh's "Poet of Impropriety," rocker, rasta, activist Mac Haque, otherwise better known as the lead singer of one of Bangladesh's leading bands, Maqsood O'dHAKA. (Here is the
introduction to this series, along with Parts 1, 2, 3, and 4.) But before you start reading, why not download some of his music for background?
Today's question for Mac was "What is Bangladesh doing to counter extremism?"
Here is his response:

On the surface there is zero tolerance for Islamic extremism. Anybody found in possession of a Jihadist leaflet is subject to arrest and imprisonment. The laws are harsh. And as is the case in most nations fighting the War on Terror, there have been many violations of basic human rights. The state does what it has to in order to receive applause from the West.
But the real war is being fought culturally. The Sufi and Vaishnavite influences in our culture that have roots in Hinduism and Buddhism, as well as Islam, are the real ‘weapons of choice.’After the series of 2005 bomb attacks and assassinations of judges, the Government activated an elite anti-terrorist police commando called the Rapid Action Battalion. Hundreds of mullahs linked to the Jama’atul Mujahideen, an Islamist party, were arrested. The key figures were executed after a quick trial in March this year.
But what I think had a greater effect was the reaction of the mainstream clergy. They went out in force, to explain Jihad to all the mosque goers in much the same way my father did to me when I was a child. At Friday prayers they issued stern warnings saying there is no place for extremism in Islam – and that a Jihad cannot be declared in a nation such as ours, one with a pre-dominantly Muslim population, when there is no clear indication that war or war-like situation has been unleashed on it.
Cultural activists such as myself - and there are thousands others – have been active against the extremist movement for years now. In Bangladesh we have an abundance of progressive theatre, literature, song and poetry written by people who are committed socio-cultural activists against extremism.Our ‘battle’ started much earlier than the Governments did, incidentally.In my 1997 socio-political activism album Prapto Boyeshker Nishiddho (Banned for Adults), for example, I have a song called Parwardigar or The Creator, an adaptation, if you will, of the American singer Jim Croce’s song about the dangers of Christian extremism. As he wrote: “Which way are you going, which side are you on, one hand on the Bible one hand on the gun.”
Incidentally, I received a series of death threats after this, none of which made me afraid enough to want to back down. I think we cultural activists in Bangladesh deserve some of the credit for the fact that our agenda for a peaceful, extremism-free Bangladesh seems to have taken root and crowded out the extremist forces.Our War on Terror began long before it became fashionable, and we didn’t need the West or the US to tell us what to do!

Thursday, July 05, 2007

Interview with Sharon Chadha - Part 4


Samurai, whatever....call him what you want but just don't call him late for dinner (as my grandmother used to say) or describe him as a 'moderate Muslim.' You'll find out why below.Part 4 of my interview with Mac Haque, lead singer of the band Maqsood O'dHAKA, live from the Islamic world. Scroll down my home page for Parts 1-3.
Today's question for Mac was: Is Islamic extremism a problem in Bangladesh?And this was his response:

Over all, it would be very unfair to say we have a major problem with Islamic terrorism here in Bangladesh. We had some simultaneous bombings in 2005 that were attributed to Islamic terrorists but I had and continue to have serious doubts about the government’s version of these events. A recent expose suggests that my
initial hunches may have been correct. Now that many of the politicians then in power are now behind bars on corruption charges, perhaps the truth about these attacks will finally emerge.In my view, many Westerners have a lot of media-driven misconceptions Muslims. This started when Bill Clinton coined the term ‘
moderate Muslim’. There is no such thing as a moderate Muslim and there never has been one. The pluralist nature of the Muslim people speaks for itself.

Then I object to this idea that madrasas produce terrorists. I have never seen convincing evidence of this – at least not in Bangladesh.Westerners need to understand that for poor children, a madrasa education is often their only option. Madrasas are for the most part free and in many cases, these schools also double as orphanages. Without the madrasa system here, millions would be left completely illiterate. We are simply not a rich enough country to mandate compulsory education for all.That said, there has been a concerted effort to incorporate a modern education into the Islamic syllabus. There is a successful training program here in Bangladesh, funded by the U.S., that offers prayer leaders and madrasa teachers English-language and computer-skills training. Western NGOs also work with the madrasas to educate them on the concept of Islam in a changed world. Many madrasas now teach HIV awareness, contraception, and gender issues - subjects that even five years back were taboo.

By the way, you can purchase some of Mac's music (and other Bangladeshi recordings too) - for the incredibly low price of $1.89 at http://www.amadergaan.com. Key in the word pOTAKA in the SHOP section.
And here's this note from Mac about these recordings:
One word I would like to mention about the pOTAKA, it is NOT a dHAKA album, but a special project I took up for my Baul musician friends both urban and rural under my Heritage Revival Ensemble banner. So its a bunch of young , little or unknown musicians (including my son Dio playing 9 out of the 10 tracks) backing me on all tracks.Let Mac know if you buy this music, and he'll send you what all the songs mean.

Wednesday, July 04, 2007

Interview with Sharon Chadha - Part 3


In an effort to see what sane Muslims around the world really think of the War on Terror, I'm posting excerpts from an email interview I did with Maqsoodul Haque, lead singer of the band Maqsood O'dHAKA.
Here's one of his recordings on YouTube to download and play while you read this post.For the record, I'm not promoting Mac's way of thinking here as my own. While I believe him to be a person of good will - as someone who wants to build bridges across this great chasm we must now all confront - I disagree with many of his assessments on why we are in the particular fix we are.
And for the record, I'm sure he has lots of, well, quibbles with my views too. But hey, there's room enough in the world for both our points of view, isn't there?The hyperlinks in his responses, incidentally, were supplied by Mac, and I encourage you to click on them as I think they clarify some of his reference points.Yesterday Mac described what he learned about jihad from his parents and Islamic tutors. Here he explains what some real-life (or, as he says, "reel-life") jihads taught him:

...Then came 1971 and we watched the bloody birth of Bangladesh, our nation having fought a heroic guerrilla campaign to oust the Pakistani oppressors. With independence also came our doubts about the US and its intentions in the region. . .when it deployed its Seventh Fleet to the Bay of Bengal – to intervene and frustrate the aspirations of the Bengalees, so as to assist the Pakistani Army in carrying out their various crimes.

All of this happened when I was an impressionable fourteen-year-old.But it was also your great nation, together with British rockers, that organized the Concert for Bangladesh at Madison Square Garden that publicized our struggle. . .Then there was the Jihad called by the Mujahideen against the Soviets in Afghanistan in the 1908s that was supported by the [Carter and] Reagan administrations as part of the US interest to do away with the Soviet Union. That was when the mujahideen were seen as freedom fighters by the U.S. Congress. . .The Jihad in Afghanistan was the first Jihad in a thousand years and we could watch it on TV and at the movies (Rambo)….When a Muslim nation declares Jihad it becomes obligatory for other Muslims to join in and the least I could do was watch.

I was surprised by the numbers of volunteers who were queuing up to fight the Jihad but with the US backing and Pakistan providing the supply and support base, this classic Jihad was surely destined for victory.Blow-by-tragic blow, we saw the
fall of Afghanistan, the fall of the Soviet Union, and the departure of the Mujahideen. The initial lessons from this Afghan jihad didn’t come from the Koran, but from
US-funded text books.Then it was the rise of the Taliban, Bin-Laden Terror Inc, the cataclysmic fall of the Twin Towers, the fall of the Taliban, Iraq and its rulers, and - as if this grotesque theatre was in need of a new 'reel-life' drama - the capture and hanging of Saddam Hussein.Who but the lunatic fringe would seriously contemplate any kind of militant engagement with the West? But, despite all the demonization, the mud-slinging, and unhealthy abuses hurled on Muslims since 9/11, there has at the same time been a rise in the understanding and awareness of Islam never before witnessed in history.The state of the world today is a glaring example of how much caution and close scrutiny are required to trap the genie of Global Jihad that has been unleashed on all of us. I am convinced that neither Muslims, Christians, Jews, nor Hindus are the enemy. As my Bangladeshi Poet friend Nadeem Rahman put it:

Christ the Jew has become me and you, the Serb, the Croat, the Muslim
Bosnian, cut to pieces with a burst of hideous laughter from a heartless machine gun. From the Dome of the Rock to the Babri Mosque shot down like a dog in the name of countless gods, Christ cried at the cross and died of shame, for the Judas in all of us.

Sharon Chadha

Tuesday, July 03, 2007

Interview with Sharon Chadha - Part 2


Here's the second installment of my 10-part interview with Bangladeshi rocker, poet, and pundit, Maqsoodul Haque, lead singer of the band Maqsood O'dHAKA. (Part 1 is here.)

So why the interest in global jihad, Mac?
Although I grew up to become an agnostic by choice, my childhood and teen years were thoroughly inculcated with Islamic culture. My mother was a pious believer and insisted I study the Koran – which a cleric would come to teach me.Since we didn’t understand a word in Arabic, our knowledge of the Sura (or Koranic verses) was all via word of mouth. The way my mother explained what the Koran said, however, pointedly differed from what the cleric was teaching us. And because we went to a Christian missionary school, the cleric would criticize us for using English to communicate among ourselves and admonish us for having Hindu friends. ‘Mingling with infidels!’ he would say. I remember one day mother had a serious disagreement with the cleric over this issue and very soon, to our delight, a younger and more educated one replaced him.
On the Muslim Sabbath (Fridays), I was dragged to the nearby mosque by father to hear the mullahs instill the fear of aLLAH in my little heart (as they still do today in many mosques). Compassion and mercy were rarely the subject of the sermons. The mullahs would instead exhort at length about history, the great Jihads, and that the Prophets of Islam had fought to ‘slaughter the Infidels.’ All of this had the effect of activating the deeper introspection cells within my brain.
Father was a liberal and would painstakingly address all my innocent curiosity about Jihad. The first lesson I learned from him was that the greatest Jihad is against the self, the battle to suppress greed, hatred, anger, mischief, or waywardness - and the struggle to be caring and humble.
He also explained the spirit of Ijtihad and how the world had changed since the earliest days of Islam. He told me that Islam had assimilated many cultures, including our own, and its spread to almost all corners of the globe would not have been possible had it not had a peaceful or humane mandate.
I was imparted with this one solid lesson which has remained with me all of my adult life: that Jihad of weapons is the lowest form of Jihad, and one that aLLAH dislikes the most.
Tomorrow we'll hear about Mac's ringside side on the jihads that began in 1979 with the Soviet invasion of Afghanistan...So stay tuned.But meanwhile, check out another one of his band's video recordings here via YouTube.

Monday, July 02, 2007

Interview with Sharon Chadha - Part 1


In an effort to bring you alternative views from the Islamic world, here is the first of my 10-part email correspondence with Maqsoodul Haque, who, as he writes on one of his many blogs is a "Bangladesh based anti-establishment radical thinker, columnist and jazz musician." As a lead-up to this interview series, a few days ago I posted this YouTube video of one of his recent concerts.
So who are you Mac?
Just an average Bangladeshi with a lot of varying interest, the foremost being a passion for music and one that has been a part of my life for almost thirty one years. In my family tree which I can track back to six generations I find no musicians and I guess I learnt it all from the hours spent listening to the radio. My parents were poor and couldn’t afford music lessons for me, but my stern yet affectionate father noting my enthusiasm encouraged me to sing along with the radio. The ‘shower’ is where I probably graduated next and where I would lock myself in and sing to my hearts content. Without an audience I would conjure mental images of playing to thousands and all of it miraculously added up to my real life experience! I must be blessed? To date, I remain musically illiterate i.e. I cannot play any instrument, not the guitar, I do not know what a chord or a note is, or which key I am singing, but my discography has about sixty songs that I wrote, composed, and sang and made popular – so I must be doing something TERRIBLY RIGHT. I have ten albums to my credit, the most recent being in October of 2006. What amazes me is the fan following I have and last week when I was at a FM station I was deluged by over 300 text messages by a generation of listeners that wasn’t even born when my earliest recordings were released. I average about fifty live concerts a year.
Tomorrow I'll be posting his answer to the question: "Why the interest in global jihad?" Meanwhile, enjoy another of his video recordings. Mac, incidentally, is the lead singer of the group, or, as he puts it, "I am the guy with a mullah beard and 'Gumcha' on my head."