ANTI NATIONAL: A TESTIMONY

Hoards of people running around here and there, being called an urban-naxal or an anti-national. Some of them put in jail, some in universities, and the actual culprits sitting and holding public offices. All across the country people screaming for freedom, people wanting to voice their opinion and people aiming and striving to become better in turn for a better country and on the other hand the police arresting people, lawyers being beaten up, activists being abused and poets and writers being killed. Is this the British Raj or is this an independent democratic country? Raids on news channels, allegations on journalists, abusing the comedians and people still feel the pride in being called “urban naxal”. People being booked under sedition and they are still proud to be booked under a law under which freedom fighters were booked. The fight of us Urban Naxals is for that of Junaid who was lynched in a train, the fight for Gauri Lankesh who was murdered.

But what are the series of events that took place and what is the actual drama hidden behind the situation. In 2016, the JNU case happened, Professor Saibaba was arrested, Bhima Koregean activists were arrested, Gauri Lankesh was murdered, Junaid was lynched, activists were abused, and when public meetings were held on the alarming trends of anti-terror laws being used to harass lawyers, poets, writers and stifle democratic dissent, the goons came there also with guns to attack us.

What we want is not to attack the country, what we want is to make the country where all people have equal opportunity. We want freedom, but not from the country but from poverty, hunger, casteism, communal hate. The fight is against casteism and neo-liberalism and fascism. Our politics is of love and freedom. Our fight will always be against the government because the sole job of a citizen is to criticize the government. They may try to silence us, call us urban naxal, but we are still proud.

Once Arundhati Roy quoted. “The only dream worth having is to dream that you will live while you are alive, and die only when you are dead. To love, to be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and vulgar disparity of the life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never to forget.” YOU MAY SAY I AM A DREAMER, BUT I AM NOT THE ONLY ONE……

Our visionaries are, Karl Marx, Ambedkar, Lenin. This is our testimony, the testimony of a proclaimed anti-national. We are not scared, the lies will be exposed.

YOU MAY SAY I AM DREAMER…

BUT I AM NOT THE ONLY ONE…

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