Sunday, November 7, 2021

228. The price India paying for the existence and survival of the one and only Hindu nation in a world of Christian and Muslim nations

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The price India paying for the existence and survival of the one and only Hindu nation in a world of Christian and Muslim nations

P. S. Remesh Chandran

Editor, Sahyadri Books & Bloom Books, Trivandrum
 
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India under prime minister Mr. Narendra Modi has been signing so many trade contracts with so many countries, all at a loss to India and always at a profit to those countries involved, as a convenient measure of bribing the senior government officials and politicians in those countries to reassure their cooperation. It’s bribe in disguise at the expense of India’s treasury. And there are financial aids also to those countries from India which never are checked whether those projects are ever undertaken in those countries and completed or whether the monies transferred in cash or in kind were siphoned out by the leading politicians there. It’s another form of bribe camouflaged as foreign financial assistance from India. It is the price India is paying for the existence and survival of the one and only Hindu nation in the world under an undemocratic and totally ruthless theo-corporate leadership, in a world of hostile religions, in the midst of Christian and Muslim nations.

Once Iran was doing this and their main ware of trade was oil given away at rockbottom prices to her allies. Becoming over-confident of these allies’ support in each and everything the Muslim fundamentalist government in Iran would do, they began exporting terrorism. And when things became real hot for the world we saw what happened: there were UN sanctions and total embargo imposed on Iran and none of her supporters could do a thing. Countries like India under Narendra Modi and Russia under Vladimir Putin tried to help them for a while but their efforts were not sufficient to help Iran outwit the embargo imposed on her by other and major countries. That is what the UN and the world pressure is there for- to circumvent the special interests of and tacit agreements between one nation and her trade allies and ensure the safety of the world. Today Iran does not try to export terrorism in the name of Islam as effectively as it had been doing earlier. The world’s pressure is still powerful in spite of the same aggressive, undemocratic and dictatorial feathers in similar countries like Iran, India and Russia flocking together at the United Nations Organization. When the time is ripe for taking action against an aggressive country to ensure the safety of other countries, the UN will be forced to take action whether it likes it nor not. Otherwisw it will be suicide for the UN. North Korea, Iraq and Iran are the latest examples.

America did the same diplomatic and trade maneuvers with China and both governments were happy for a time. Tradewares flowed freely between these two countries and both American and Chinese corporates profited; and politicians in both countries were pleased. Then it was revealed that American politicians were trading not in potatos and carrots but trading in American industrial and scientific secrets with Chinese corporation though the American administration later conveniently termed it ‘stealing’ American secrets by the Chinese. Politicians in the administration of both countries lined their pockets but it finally became too hot and burdensome for the American treasury to bear. Then was there the American embargo on Chinese exports to America and the Chinese doubling and tribling taxes on American goods imported.

India under the Indian National Congress’ regime was extremely cautious in her dealings with China. As a result there were no major Chinese aggressions on India’s border since 1964. Then the Indian National Congress was defeated in the elections and a Hindu theo-corporate regime came to power. They found it very unpleasant to rule India on fascist lines and at the same time watch constantly and guard China’s activities on the border. So they changed India’s foreign policy, at least at her China Desk, and tried to please China and keep her at bay by signing so many trade agreements at a loss to India, even allowing the Chinese to purchase large tracts of prime industrial land in India like the Americans once did. Thus the BJP administration in India lowered their guard and see what happened! The Chinese authorities never stopped firing at India and moved their readymade villages and settlements to further inside India since then. The BJP government could do not a thing. Not one square inch of Indian land annexed by China in these operations could be regained by the Hindu administration. Today the Hindu administration in India does not know whether their big neighbour China is a friend or enemy. And fearing China they spend billions more of dollars to buy expensive military fighter jets from France- all poor diplomacy in keeping China at bay unlike the experienced Congress government successfully did for decades. China is cashing in their chips knowing well that the fundamentally religious and friendless Hindu theo-corporatocracy ruling India can do nothing but play their tune.

Every intelligent intelligence agency in the world was aware of a militant group’s taking-over of Afghanistan when the American army withdrew. India’s interests in Afghanistan is not decades-old but centuries-old. Knowing well there would be an Islamist take-over, this Hindu administration in India was investing heavily in Afghanistan. Then what happened? When Taliban took over, there was no exemption for India: India too had to evacuate her citizens from Afghanistan at haste before they got killed. Isn’t India’s financial assistance to countries like Afghanistan a move to make possible a Hindu regime’s existence in a world which is thickly saturated by hostile religions? Aren’t the roads built in Afghanistan by India easing the imposing of Islamic fundamentalism there by the aggressive militant religious ruling groups there?
 
Written on 24 October 2021 and first published on: 07 November 2021


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Editor of Sahyadri Books & Bloom Books, Trivandrum. Author of several books in English and in Malayalam. And also author of Swan: The Intelligent Picture Book. Born and brought up in the beautiful village of Nanniyode in the Sahya Mountain Valley in Trivandrum, in Kerala. Father British Council trained English teacher and Mother University educated. Matriculation with distinction and Pre Degree Studies in Science with National Merit Scholarship. Discontinued Diploma studies in Electronics and entered politics. Unmarried and single.


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Friday, May 14, 2021

227. When people die there have always been people who praise the killers as heroes!

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When people die there have always been people who praise the killers as heroes!

P. S. Remesh Chandran

Editor, Sahyadri Books & Bloom Books, Trivandrum

 
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One of the Marxist Party’s suporters’ and members’ arguments in praise of the Health Minister K. K. Shailaja is that under her Kerala effectively controlled the spread of Corona virus in Kerala by March 2021. If that had happened, there would not have been anymore spread of the virus and a resultant lockdown in Kerala during May 2021. So, even party members differ in their opinion on whether she was a success or not in controlling corona virus during December 2020- April 2021. How could they say she was a success when there never was abatement but a relentlessness in the spreading of this virus throughout Kerala, except in departmental statistics for the month of March 2021 to suit her reelection, and they are all lying in their death beds?

There are electoral victories and moral and fair victories in elections. Marxist Party members, sympathizers and propagandists picture Health Minister K. K. Shailaja’s victory in the 2021 state assembly elections with the highest margin from her native constitunency as a moral victory and a sign of her success in controlling epidemics in Kerala. Since the outbreak of Corona Virus in Kerala the heath department got one full year to create infrastructure to meet its second outspread which had been predicted far earlier. But still in 2021 May, notably after the assembly elections and her party’s victory, the health department had not installed any of the needed infrastructure and admitted that unless a lockdown was enforced there was no way to treat the increasing number of patients in hospitals and their coming to hospitals has to be prevented by curtailing their freedom of movement. If some people in the state and in a legislative constituency consider this an act of courage and wisdom to be applauded, then let them elect her again to the state assembly with the highest margin in the state! Let them earnestly believe that this is what is believed to be success and that she is a great success as a heath minister!! She squandered precious available time of one full year and an unlimited source of state and central resources within which time and utilizing which the could have put in place an endless line of hospital beds, oxygen plants, staff, and everything else required to treat any number of people in-hospital but for her. Today, as of the day of writing this article, the death rate of corona virus-affected people in Kerala is 95 per day and already 6053 dead, thanks to a pig-headed health minister and a chief minister. They compare this death rate with other states and declare that is is satisfactory comparatively! When people die there have always been people who praise the killers as heroes.

Written and first published on: 14 May 2021


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Editor of Sahyadri Books & Bloom Books, Trivandrum. Author of several books in English and in Malayalam. And also author of Swan: The Intelligent Picture Book. Born and brought up in the beautiful village of Nanniyode in the Sahya Mountain Valley in Trivandrum, in Kerala. Father British Council trained English teacher and Mother University educated. Matriculation with distinction and Pre Degree Studies in Science with National Merit Scholarship. Discontinued Diploma studies in Electronics and entered politics. Unmarried and single.


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226. Kerala’s 2021 Marxist victory was central BJP’s creation and now state BJP is running the state!

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Kerala’s 2021 Marxist victory was central BJP’s creation and now state BJP is running the state!

P. S. Remesh Chandran

Editor, Sahyadri Books & Bloom Books, Trivandrum


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Kerala’s Marxist Party opposing the Hindu party is a deception: it’s election victory IN 2021 April was at the mercy of the central BJP and the state BJP is now running the state. The Kerala’s 2021 Marxist Election victory was not in anyway against the BJP’s Central Government or this Hindu Political Party, but at the mercy of this Hindu theo-corporate political party. For many years Kerala’s Marxist Party has been perspiring to win the confidence and patronage of this Hindu party by becoming a Hindu party itself. First it ordered its cadres through a central circular to infiltrate temple committees to push back RSS cadres from there. Then it introduced plantain trees and palm leaves in their functions and processions to please BJP and keep the Hindu tradition going. Before the elections it changed its policy to Pro-Hinduist and began to abuse and condemn the Muslim minority in Kerala to the delight of the Central BJP. It even began to legislate Forward Caste Reservations to sabotage the prevailing Communal Reservations in Kerala to please the Hindu party.

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In the 2021 assembly elections this party sought central BJP’s assistance, got central investigation agencies’ cases against them freezed, got hold of BJP’s election manipulation licenses, even got the state BJP’s votes in constituencies, and won. Even in BJP strongholds like Mancheswaram, BJP got zero votes in many booths in this election which was not at all inconceivable because they pooled every vote to make the Marxist Party in the state win. These votes did not go to Congress for they lost the election. Those votes all went to Kerala’s Marxist Party and created their landslide victory, in addition to the Centrally Licensed election manipulation doing the same. Further, to celebrate this victory, Kerala’s Marxist Party ordered and organized a first-ever Lamp Lighting Ceremony throughout Kerala, as a typical token of gratitude for the Hindu party’s patronage. Now after the election the Sevabhaarathi Wing of the RSS and BJP is organizing and controlling traffic on roads and inspecting people’s travel passes at Palakkadu standing beside the Kerala Police because they know the government is their’s and that Pinarayi Vijayan’s Marxist Government’s victory was their victory, making use of their multiple helps ranging from the Central BJP’s to the State BJP’s. That was what they already had predicted far in advance in this election: that they will have thirtyfive (Marxist) MLAs in the assembly and rule the state! If anybody in the Marxist Party in Kerala does not like this ruling of Kerala by the BJP this way, they can straight go to the Arabian Sea, jump in, and swim to Africa!

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Hardly anyone ever thinks that the concerned party’s men would concede to the above arguments and facts and sit inert without presenting their own convoluted arguments and facts divulged through the prominent media of Kerala which now stands derobed, without a stitch on, after shamelessly spreading for long this party’s government’s little gains and suppressing their huge multiple crimes. But partymen failed to explain why their Chief Minister suspendd from service the seniormost Secretary to Government-cum-his Principal Secretary in connection with his clandestine associations and deals with a gold-smuggling team which brought to Kerala tons of gold and other contraband accoutrements disguised as diplomatic cargo through foreign embassies during party’s rule through airports, defying Customs with the help of official assistance from the Government Secretariate, and why he was detained and remanded in judicial custody for months without bail as ordered by the court. They also failed to explicate the Chief Secretary-led top-level team's investigation report, explaining how the IT Secretary-cum Chief Minister’s Principal Secretary engaged in nefarious activities with smugglers, disgraced his government position as the highest-ranking Government Secretary in the state, and why he was recommended to be suspended from service and all the out-of-ordinary appointments he made in the past initiated to be investigated. They simply denied publicly-known truths and reiterated that there never were repeated incidents of gold smuggling in the state and no very highly-placed officials in the Chief Minister's IT Department, particularly a handful among his close associates and regular accompaniments, were never in jail and that they never confessed to multiples of crimes, hoping that by simply denying them the recorded facts and statements in various courts would go away. They like to say and dream that they were all fabricated cases, made up by the central investigative agencies to tarnish the political saints of the party who live with not a blot on their scutcheon, wishing all the while the various corruption-smuggling and homicide cases filed in courts will vanish the same way the SNC-Lavalin case of some 300 crores rupees’ corruption vanished for a time.

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Every crime- especially economic crimes- the Marxist Party government committed in Kerala was executed through some women of considerable length and breadth. If fact such voluptuous and promiscuous women were permanent fixtures in the party’s government and administration and their lure and languor were made official by appointing them in key positions exclusively created for them with ridiculously exorbitant salaries. They were the prime attractions, the cynosures of all eyes, in the Chief Minister’s and many of his subordinates’ foreign tours and travels for ‘initiating and settling things’. Thousands of media photographs and news videos native and from abroad vouschafe this. Still the proponents of this stained administration repeat to inculcate that this is a virgin holy administration untouched by women when compared to the Congress-led previous administration! Flesh was the frontal selling merchandise of this administration as it is everywhere in the world in facilitating huge financial deals with foreign companies and consultants. Flesh-with-brains was the selling force behind this administration, the revolting details of which are still being unravelled in judicial courts through statements and confessions made by the accused and their cohorts in multiple crimes. Even the one woman who made money through scams on behalf of the previous government was this party’s spy- a Marxist Mata Hari- who now made money out of more brilliant scams in this Marxist Government.

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Written on and first published on: 11 May 2021


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Editor of Sahyadri Books & Bloom Books, Trivandrum. Author of several books in English and in Malayalam. And also author of Swan: The Intelligent Picture Book. Born and brought up in the beautiful village of Nanniyode in the Sahya Mountain Valley in Trivandrum, in Kerala. Father British Council trained English teacher and Mother University educated. Matriculation with distinction and Pre Degree Studies in Science with National Merit Scholarship. Discontinued Diploma studies in Electronics and entered politics. Unmarried and single.


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225. If they cannot live without loudspeakers, let them marry them and take them away as wives and go on honeymoon- never to return.

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If they cannot live without loudspeakers, let them marry them and take them away as wives and go on honeymoon- never to return

P. S. Remesh Chandran

Editor, Sahyadri Books & Bloom Books, Trivandrum


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If they cannot live without loudspeakers, let them marry them and take them away as wives and go on honeymoon- never to return. If a religious institution cannot function without mike sets, let them- who always quote ancient texts and reiterate that customs and rituals cannot be changed or modified- quote where their ancient texts refer to the use of modern eqipments like loudspeakers as rituals in temples, mosques and churches. The objective of their worship, craze and love for loudspeakers is not religious piety but commercial greed. The only base for this lust and love for loudspeakers is Electronic Hypnosis- a slight disorder which can be treated by trained psychiatrists. Have anyone ever seen anyone in a religious house sit there in front of their deities or no dieties and vocally sing the songs, hymns and chants which they claim are an integral part of their worship? Such groups were there only before the advent of loudspeakers; now they are no more.

Long tired of the mike set worship from an SNDP temple (it’s a communal organization of the Ezhava community in Kerala- the ‘Sree Narayana Dharma Paripalana’ Yogam, founded by the famous and brilliant poet and social reformer Narayana Guru), this author once went straight to one of their public programmes, ascended the stage and captured the microphone from a speaker, and challenged any one of the leaders on the stage to sing from heart at least one poem written by Narayana Guru. None of them could, because none of them knew any. Still they claimed they were devout Sreenarayaneeyars! It is easy to talk but it is not such easy for them to prove themselves in a public test. They were all farce- united for looting money in the name of Narayana Guru! That is the case with any religious or communal group. They can only play tapes of recordings through loudspeakers but cannot themselves repeat them from heart because they do not know a line. That particular programme mentioned here ended in many things including there being not a stage there at all within minutes because they were totally exposed through a single operation. No religious leader in Kerala will survive such public direct tests and there are many such tests which a citizen can employ. Even if government and the courts are slack and slow in curtailing the use of loudspeakers altogether- decibel or no decibel- there are other ways for citizens to stop them in which governments or courts cannot meddle in.

Written and first published on: 25 January 2021

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Editor of Sahyadri Books & Bloom Books, Trivandrum. Author of several books in English and in Malayalam. And also author of Swan: The Intelligent Picture Book. Born and brought up in the beautiful village of Nanniyode in the Sahya Mountain Valley in Trivandrum, in Kerala. Father British Council trained English teacher and Mother University educated. Matriculation with distinction and Pre Degree Studies in Science with National Merit Scholarship. Discontinued Diploma studies in Electronics and entered politics. Unmarried and single.


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Wednesday, December 9, 2020

224. Hindu Anarchy Coming To India: Cantos I to V. Political Poem. P S Remesh Chandran

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Hindu Anarchy Coming To India: Cantos I to V

Political Poem


P. S. Remesh Chandran

 
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Sahyadri Books Trivandrum presents the first-of-its-kind political poem from India: HINDU ANARCHY COMING TO INDIA:

Hindu Anarchy Coming To India: Cantos I to V

Political Satire In Poetry

P. S. Remesh Chandran


I. 

FARMERS’ FAREWELL

P. S. Remesh Chandran

A common confrontation between
Man and animals
From the wild, are pigs roaming farm lands
Destroying the crops

Of pöor farmers, it’s indeed a
Problem in Indian states
With forest borders, acute in her
Many smaller states.

In larger states where lands are vast
And circumference of
Pigs’ roaming areas big, those only
Near the woods suffer,

But in small states like 'Kerala where
Ham'lets and villages
Are not too far from forest bound’ries
Tribals can’t raise crops.

Paddy and plantain, vegetables,
Tapioca, tea,
And rubber, are the earning crops of
Those outermost states,

But these unfortunately are the
Very things they like
To devour and uproot by night to the
Dismay of the day.

When someone sees in the sunup the
Ploughing the pigs did
During the yester night, his heart is
Broken and he weeps,

For they can’t leave their lands for they have
Nowhere else to go,
Nor can they a'bandon th’ages-old
Occupation of farming.

In days of old the farmers had
Se'veral techniques neat
To harness pigs, this problem was not
Severe in those days,

Of one was building watch-huts in the
'Middle of the fields and
Watching they come, and creating much
Din and noise by

Cracking firearms and banging vessels
Driving them away:
This surely was not as easy as
Singing in this song.

It is a very dang’rous business,
Man-attacking pigs
From the wild are most vicious in their
'Ferocity and thoroughness

Of attacks. Have anyone ever seen a
Farmer attacked by
Wild pigs? Indeed it is a very
Horrible sight to see.

If farmers do this technique now, the
Nearby residents
Would file com'plaints against sound pollution
And 'cases will begin.

So then they constructed fences with
Firearms hanging from,
Which when the pig touches the fence
Would fall down and explode,

Driving the 'pigs away, but Police
Ob'structed this practice
For there was firearms involved, so they
Turned to other tricks,

Including passing electri'city
Through their fences, which
Soon were dismantled for inviting-
Deaths and accidents.

So then they started shooting pigs with
Homemade shot guns, soon
Forest and Revenue Departments came
Prosecuting them.

Those who eat them say pigs are very
Delicious to eat,
All know that their numbers are more than
Enough to be eaten,

Or protected, the law is clear: they
Can’t be shot at will,
But who will take in farmers in
Protected Animals’ List?

So now the cause of farmers lost, their
Fields and farm sheds rot;
And jungle encroaches their homesteads,
Like those Inca homes.


(Written and first published on: 08 December 2020)


Hindu Anarchy Coming To India: II
Political Poem

II


TWO STATES BEGIN FIGHTING

P. S. Remesh Chandran


Which is the easiest way to make two
Indian states to fight?
One is to throw power, language, water-
Issues on their face.

So you’ll have got two Dravid states
Fighting eternally,
O’er slight and petite things for decades
Meaningless, mundane,

So that your Aryan Empire in the
North will have its way
Of flourishing and bringing in caste and
Sect-bred troops set free.

Not one but multiple such issues
Let loose on the south
On the twin sister-states of Tamil Nadu
And Kerala have worn

Out sistership, brotherhood and good-
Will among these two
Peoples, and eroded their history
Of a common past.

Mullapperiyar Dam Water Issue,
Imposing Hindi,
And Koodankülam Atomic Power
Plants are but a few,

Devised by central government to
Keep them warring on
And smoth’ring each other instead of
Pooling their resources.

We will examine each and weigh how
Hampered they progress,
Before we’re onto the treachery of the
Telengana State.


(Written and first published on: 08 December 2020)

 
Hindu Anarchy Coming To India: III
Political Poem


III

 

KERA'S FAREWELL TO KERALA

P. S. Remesh Chandran


We have heard ancient travellers to
Kerala from abroad,
In centuries past describe a tree
'Several meters high,

With small leaves from its toes to the head
Entwining to the top,
With parti-colored ball-like small nuts
Clustered all along,

And big leaves and big nuts at the top,
Looking magnificent
And spreading shade and shadows awhile
Resting on the ground.’

Sure in those times every coconut
Tree in Kerala
Were pepper-twined, the plant encircling
Every coconut trunk,

Doubling the fortune from the trees-
Pepper and coconut-
From this prosperity was named the
State of Kerala,

Deriving the term from the Kera
Or the coconuts,
Meaning the Land of Coconuts, well
Remembered by world

And registered in account books
Throughout the world in the
Capitals and ports in the famous
Ancient Pepper Route,

Like Kashmir had its ancient famous
'Silk Trading Routes
Begins there the semblance these two states
Share in north and south.

The straight and hard trunk of this tree is
Lumber for the house,
The broad and long leaves interwoven
Serves as roof for homes,

The nuts are food, when expelled oil,
Fermented liquor,
Whatever is unsaid here goes straight to the
Household kitchen fire.

So useful head-to-foot for man with
Not an inch left out-
No wonder this incredible tree
They named their state after.

Now none there is to climb the coconut
Trees in Kerala,
The crops dry and fall by their own at
Dead of night and lie

There, for the neighbours to pick up and
Collect at their will-
Though none the owners have any use, the
Others have their use.

Many think, when ripe, coconuts will
Come down anyway
And could be picked up, and the leaves too
Will fall when they’re dry.

But what about cleaning the crown?
Moreover, the landowner
Cannot wait everyday at the foot of the
Tree for 'the nuts to fall,

So that he can pick up it before
Another does. ‘Tis true
Many coconut tree-climbers suffer from
Calloused hands and legs,

And many occasionally fall and they
Too have families
To be taken care of. But considering
Present rates and late

Success of labour welfare acti-
Vities in this field,
They certainly can make a living out
Of this profession.

Most of the old tree-climbers have
Already passed away,
But the new generation turns their
Faces to this walk,

Exactly like what happened in the
Rice fields in the state.
All of a sudden, cultivation of
'This crop cumbersome

And unattractive became, unrest
Settled, there were none
To address this crisis, and havoc
Reeked, but none were there

To bring this situation to the
Public attention,-
The one who did it was a joker and
Belovèd genius.

A 'Coconut Climbing Training College
Instituted once
To train the modern generations
In this age-old art,

Of climbing coconut trees step-by-step
And cleaning the crown,
And cutting nuts and palm leaves, and with
Unerring precision

Throwing them down among those who stand
Below watching him,
-Child, housemaid, husband, and his aide- but
Never touching them.

A witty genius Raamadaasan
Vaidyan started it,
Who once did one venerable act of
Honoring the lone

Washing stones at the Kozhikkodan
Beaches, garlanding
And praising them in public meetings
For their services,

Rendered to people through many decades
And centuries- one
Selfless and self destructive service
Free-of-cost to all!

What authorities ought to have done was
Permitting farmers
To make light liquor Toddy out of
The trees liberally

Under official supervision,
Which should have helped these
Farmers sustain themselves and the sur-
Vival of the trees.

But how will the hard-liquor indu-
Stry and mafia
Allow this happen, so it would straight
Eat into their realm?

(Written and first published on: 09 December 2020)


Will continue….

Began to be written and first published as serial on: 08 December 2020 


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Editor of Sahyadri Books & Bloom Books, Trivandrum. Author of several books in English and in Malayalam. And also author of Swan: The Intelligent Picture Book. Born and brought up in the beautiful village of Nanniyode in the Sahya Mountain Valley in Trivandrum, in Kerala. Father British Council trained English teacher and Mother University educated. Matriculation with distinction and Pre Degree Studies in Science with National Merit Scholarship. Discontinued Diploma studies in Electronics and entered politics. Unmarried and single.


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Friday, November 20, 2020

223. Cocaine Communism Coming To Kerala. P S Remesh Chandran. Political Poem

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Cocaine Communism Coming To Kerala 

Political Poem

P. S. Remesh Chandran

 
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Sahyadri Books Trivandrum presents the first-of-its-kind political poem from Kerala: COCAINE COMMUNISM COMING TO KERALA:

Cocaine Communism Coming To Kerala

Political Satire In Poetry

P. S. Remesh Chandran


NOTE: This author decided to write that rotten political saga for a time, as a beginning, till others enter the field and continue it.


I

If someone asks your vote and money
Never vote for him,
If someone asks your vote for money
Again never vote for him.

Marxist Party came to homes and
Asked for vote and note;
People asked them, got`not enough in
Narcotics and gold?

Here I will tell you how this party
Bred of blood and bone
Of workers universal came to this
Smuggling coke and gold.


II

Strong supporters of Marxist party
Parade through city streets,
Shouting their slogans rising high
Up into the scorching sky,

Reverberating round the skyscra-
Pers where corp’rate heads
Working round the clock and decide the
Party policy,

Betraying multitudes of workers
Making bread for them-
Unbreakable soulmates who have but one
Escape route to sky,

Where rest the martyrs slain by them
Who once were their comrades
Who marched and sang and shared their souls
In causes lofty once,

Who disagreed with party programmes
Aimed at scoring votes
For securing seats in disinte-
Grating parliaments,

Forgetting class wars, peasants and the
Prolitariate,
Working hard on the plantations and
Blazing furnaces.

For raising questions based upon the
Long-lost commitments,
And asking questions face to face to a
New breed betrayers,

And criticizing lifestyles of their
Leaders were they slain:
Where Caesar suffered thirty two
Cuts, they had fifty two.

Communism swings aside for
Communal elements,
Splitting citizens into Christians
Hindus and Muslims,

And all their sub-divisions, factions,
Castes and inner clans-
Vote, vote- it is the sublime subject
For the followers of Marx.


III

Look what this comrade does in his
Mahogony dressing room
On the third floor of his forest-skirted
Lake-side mansion home.

Manicures nails, waxes his moustache
Trims his hair, look now!
His puma-stoned both feet goes into
Crocodile shining shoes.

Do not you wonder whether this comrade
Goes to a fashion show,
No no he’s going to the Communist
Party Committee!


IV

Here comes his office car with state
Flags and state’s sovereign seal,
Salutes the stiff column who’d gladly
Cuffed him but one day.

From somewhere comes a flying egg
Splashing his window screen,
Dripping foul yellow liquid o’er his
Glass, red turns his face.

Police run all ways throwing angry
Furious people back,
And keep the golden-tinted Limousin’s
Tainted glass not breaks.

The director general of police
Canons crowds away,
And okeys his chief minister’s motor-
Cade’s safe move away.

So sit the comrade stiff and still and
Silent in state car,
Thinking how much gold should be smuggled out
International ports

That day and how much cocaine should reach
Cohorts’ stores that day
Spread throughout state, and where to store
The loots of that new day.


V

Here the world for the first time heard that
A communist state
Came to power without shedding blood
Through ballot, not bullet.

Here cocaine communism is coming
To the god’s own country,
Equalizing all people now, for
None can raise their heads.

We’ve heard that communism is a
System for disbursing
Wealth equally among masses, thereby
Bringing socialism;

Here there’s no wealth but cocaine which they
Equally distribute
Among the masses, bringing in
Their kind of socialism.

Where does this cocaine come from, how, to this
Coconut palm land?
The party did it like the Cubans
And the Columbians did,

To drowse the masses and to douse the
Revolutionary flame
So that there they may wallow in a
Corrupt government.


VI

An international crime syndicate
Was exposed here late,
Consisting of such big heads of
Business and industries,

From far and wide countries, continents
From across the sea
Like Luxumburg and Switzerland and
Singapore nearby,

Neetherlands, Belgium not excluded
Came first on the list-
Why flock them all to a distant spicy
Spot, why, all wondered.

Are they there after pepper, coffee,
Or the coconuts
Where they are bound as in the past their
Fathers sailed their ships?

What were they doing in the southernmost
Small state of India,
Resting between the Western Ghats and
The Arabian Sea?

Were selling buses electric to the
Power-short Kerala,
Which never were built but hundred crores of
Dollars changed their hands,

And then the Swiss fled to the north states
Seeking green pastures new,
And Kerala was left with a few in-
Vestigations now.

Came another, Sprinkler, from the distant
Land of stars and stripes,
Stole vital data from the sick and
Sold to the insurance

Companies interested and others
Who paid them well,
Now people find their names and homes and
Wives in internet.

All who came in this stream of inve-
Stors had hearty laugh,
‘Twas the state treasury of the land
Made lighter through their laugh.


VII

There are a hundred ways for a communist
To exploit us
And one among is to approach us
In democratic ways,

For seeking and securing our votes
In the elections, then
Form cabinets, ministries, governments,
To castrate us with,

By taking th’only weapon we have
In a democracy
To put in throne and then dethrone
A retinue of rowdies,

Who smuggle gold through airports guised as
Diplomatic bags
Sent from abroad by governments there
To their forein consulates,

With help of consuls and attaches
Corrupt to the core,
Caressing the rare specimens of the
Fresh hot Asian flesh.


VIII

Break locks and correspond with those
Incarcerated there,
Give guidance as to how to face
Interrogations and

Sing the same tune as directed, in
Cross-trial questions asked,
In short, manipulate the rule of
Law by sheer conceit.

Such feats are basic lessons to the new
Members in party,
Besides forging new documents
To replace th’ones in file.

All taught to perfection by master
Crafters in the ranks
Who were once themselves escapees from
Justice and the law.

If found it impossible to contact
Those inside the jail,
Take elaborate steps to commune
Without going in.

Organize crafty discussions on
Crimes in question by
Building unrelated segments in
Party channel debates

Unquestionably shown in jails when
Party is in power,
And tell what not and what to tell
Through subtle messages,

Where on the whole a spectator will
See a hot debate,
In parts the prisoner sees bold warnings
Written on the screen,

Such as those anchors already unveiled
Are now safe to reveal,
What not already unexposed are still
Unsafe to be released.


IX

Or fabricate a voice message
Of the prisoner in
Rare costly and sophisticated
Software from abroad,

By voice clipping and phonetic
Imitation tricks,
Making the prisoner in the jail tell
She is victimized,

By interrogators asking her
To betray and state
A chief minister or secretary is
Mixed up in the crime,

To put him inside in the jail who
Roams now free outside
Unfettered and protected, is the
Leader of the ring,

And let the voice clip loose into the
Media of the land
To redirect and refocus the
TV channel debates,

And meanwhile lead the deer in jail
What to repeat, what not,
In tomorrows’ interrogations
Without wavering,

And sitting on the fence, tell all the
Central agencies
The captain of the state is one
The least involved in crimes.

Such tricks this party’s well-versed in,
And employs regularly
To teach th’under-trial fugitives
Who bear burden for them.


X

There are a few other communist
Parties in India, they
Fight each other instead fighting against
Corp’rate capital.

Marxist and Leninist and Stalinist
And Trotskyist,
Hard Maoist and Castroist, War
Path and Naxalite-

They have been fighting one another
Decades debating,
For the simple reason of deciding who’s
Greater than the other.

They split and war over puny little
Ridiculous things
But amalgamate, colluse or
Combine in election times.

The only thing they share in common
Is a crimson flag,
And a hammer and a sickle and a
Star on left or right.

The Communist Party of India
Marxist is the big
Shareholder and board member of the
Corporate India.

They have now holdings in almost
All countries in the world
Like the Chinese have in America,
Britain and India.

The Chinese made their fortune after
Ruling their country
So vast for many decades with strict
Discipline, repression.

Their counterparts the Indians made theirs
Ruling no country
But just three states inconspicuously
Small in vast India.

So who is great- the communists in
China or India
In the billion dollar-a-day beat of the
Corporate war world?

This particular Indian party
Followed China long
And learned their lessons well in running
Opium-selling guilds,

Which multiplies their fortunes hundred-
Times with ease, besides
Subsidizing and subjugating
Clashing martial lands.

Because the Russians did not have a
Long and daring past
Of leading people to lethargic
Narcotic state through

Their turbulent times of suppression
And a revolution,
This particular Indian party
Kept away from them.

The only thing they borrowed from the
Russians were some books
And Fascist Stalinist approach to
Their own party’s men.

So flourished this pseudo-communist
Party in India
Like dogs in mangers who will not let
Productive cows to dine.
 

XI

‘Tis int’resting to note how Marxists
In Nineteen Thirtees
Were formed and grew up, flourished and
Flowered in Kerala.

Where there were evictions then they were
There to protect them,
When there were rapes of daughters those
Landlords were strangled soon.

Where there were disputes on wages
For toils in the fields
There rose rose into the sky red flags and
Fierce slogans soon.

Soon they gained momentum and diverted
Their wonted path,
Encashed their acceptance and popu-
Larity as votes.

We see thus the first government in the
World that came to power
Through ballots, not bullets, first for a
Communist party.

Evicted ages-old forest-dwellers
From their dear steads,
Re-locating them elsewhere, leaving
Landless and homeless.

De-forested their lands and took away
Lumber, granite, rocks,
And whatever that could be turned to cash
Or divided among.

Soon there were massive rock and granite
Quarries coming up
By night, jack hammers and earth movers
Working day and night.

Soon there were eruptions in mountains
And they broke, came down
And fell upon the swelling rivers
There we see the floods,

When people stood neck-deep in flooded
Waters watching round,
Hens, cows, and kettles, household uten-
Sils being washed away.

Those pictures stilled the world, and countries
Rushed their arms to the land
To pick up hapless brothers, sisters
In that unknown land,

And there were money collections in
Far and distant lands
And alms rushed to the spot on special
Ships and charted flights.

The benefactors never knew who were their
Beneficiaries abroad,
And Red-Cross of the Middle-East sent a
Two million fat cheque,

Which soon vanished into some pockets,
And the world never will
Believe who stole their hard-earned gift to a
People in distress.  

 

XII

So many sad things happened in this
Country to which all
This party just were spectators
Taking no people’s side.

They neither condemned nor accused those
Ruthless aggessors,
But profited from everything that’s
Going on in the land.

When first they came to ruling power they
Began much slow and small,
But gradually they grew in conse-
Cutive governments,

And stretched their visions to the higher
Broader realms of sky,
And put to bricks their whopping schemes
As adepts they became.

The game of power became for them
As easy as a breath,
They took to the clout as easy as a
Fish takes to a stream.

Corruption, bribery, kickbacks, family
Favouritism,
Became their face marks and a part of
Daily party life.

Is it such easy for a fish that
Makes clear streams its home
To lurk in muddy harbour waters
Where predators prowl?


XIII

And so many things that barred and blocked the
Normal man’s small life
Happened here by the ascension of a
Central government.

Their protests were just parades of
Impotent party men,
Through deserted and desolated and
Silent city streets,

Where once were people, engaged in their
Lively discussions,
And a thousand other activities
Making day-to-day life.

Their lands were confiscated, houses
Demolished for new
Broad roads devouring miles and miles of
Cultivated fields.

Where paddy fields disappeared and there
Pav’ed highways came,
For the high-speed cars of the abo-
Minably rich to run.

Wherever were two hills with a rivulet
Running in-between
They built a dam to tap the hidden
Power of running stream,

And spent a hundred million from which
Half as soon vanished,
And their generators still there make a
Half megawatt current!

When there were investigations and
Interrogations,
Arrests and prosections and court
Trials and judgments,

They bribed the judge with fifty million
And escaped the jail
And saved the face and prestige of the
Hammer, sickle, star.

Built bridges brittle so when the first
Bicycle crossed it
Collapsed and fell into the river that
Flowed beneath in shame.

 
XIV

There are many ways for them to make a
Black cat white, one is
To kill and stuff it and paint it in
Brilliant glinting white,

And put on show in party-sponsored
Exhibition halls
With bought-out press reiterating
Never was it black.

Another is to go to inter-
National press and pay
And plant a few articles saying
Never were there black cats,

All written by natives of Kerala
Who are eager to
Secure a seat on the state’s pompous
Snobs’ World Parliament,

So named because if had been named
Kerala’s Parliament
Had faced immediate repercussions
From Indian Parliament,

Besides immediate dismissal and
Prosecution for
Challenging the Constitution of
Th’Indian Republic.

So have they now this World Kerala
Parliament, called in
Their native tongue the Kerala Lok Sabha
For their special missions

Which are to canvass, lobby and spy in
Foreign capitals
For Marxists and their government by non-
Residents domicile there.

So one day they will all be de-ported
And expelled from there
When those vigil governments begin in-
Vestigations on

Deals financial and traitrous like the
United Emiretes
Of th’Arabs now does after their Con-
Sulate was defiled.

So these representatives of the
Communists now roam
World capitals for information
Useful for their lot,

And disseminating doctored news
Misleading the world press,
So now we have their flattering articles
Appear in Times,

And even BBC and others
Have to their credit
Articles praising Marxist Kerala
Health and finances.

All believed these represented the
Indian Parliament,
Dazzled by excellently printed
Exotic call cards!

Do not they want to know there’s but one
Indian Parliament,
Besides state legislative assemblies
Thirty in the states?

How can some unelected people
Represent a state,
And cheat the world press and governments
Wholesale through conceit?

 
XV

We have heard mystic saint Attar in
The Telfth Century
Writing about a Birds’ Parliament
In the Persian tongue,

Which our dear Edward FitzGerald trans-
Lated in English
So beautifully that still we remember him
For this Indian work;

But who will chronicle all mischiefs,
Representatives
Of this Spies’ Parlimament did in world
Capitals through th’years,

Now that their masters and their control
Centres in India
Are broken and are facing charges of
Treason and sabotage

Of country, and of smuggling gold from
Cities as Dubai
And so many other destinations
Where they have kingpins,

Firm-rooted in businesses and in-
Dustries there, to the tune
Of turning year-and year after many
Billions of Dollars,

In Pounds and Sterlings, Dinars, Riyals,
Yen and Euros and
Greens, newly printed Indian Rupees
Container-freighted?

Their rings broken and dens raided by
Central agencies
Of India, searching narcotics and
Gold and stashed cash stocks,

All exposed and bared naked to the
Skin, their money hoards
Stacked and stashed away even in churches
Taken all away,

From underground garages, cars, rooms
Deeper still below,
From apartments and pent-house suits and
Even hotel rooms,

From corporate offices, medical
Hospitals and schools,
Many nursing institutions, bank vaults,
Lockers and hidden rooms.

A nexus of religious men and
Revolutionaries stood
Exposed, and open to the elements with
Nothing on their skin.

Their networks, distribution channels
Trembled like a calf
At the sudden appearance of hungry
Lions before them.

Their captains and commanders fled to
Safe distant havens,
After ‘setting fire to travel records
And consignment notes

From airports, contract forms and logs and
Money transfer deeds,
And foreign dignitaries’ registers
In government buildings,

Executed all antiscepti-
Cally by their own
Teams of forensic experts brought from
Abroad from their staff,

And said farewell to Trivandrum and
Kerala, dismantling
Their local headquarters for a time, to
Meet in next government,

Leaving their rings to face the music
In Kerala jails,
Or live in constant fear of when would
Everything surface.


XVI

Have anyone heard a communist
Party chief anywhere
Ban freedom of press, and treat questions
As dire denigrations,

In a small tiny state inside a big
Democracy in world,
Where One point three billion people
Live in thirty states,

And issuing orders criticizing
Him a state crime, for
He is the state and none but him can
Question him, so folks

Ask, ‘so you are the state crime? Whole world
Knows the Malayalis
Are an int’resting people, making
The whole world their home,

Industrious, loyal, steadfast, friends
To cross the rivers with,
Who lives in every country of the
Planet making friends,

But if some mean and selfish thing
Orders them, come hither,
They will tell, go and ask your sire, or
Go to hell your way.

So one by one this communist fiend
Lost his followers,
Except those selling drugs on streets, some
Cut-throats and liars,

Whom he made state ministers in his
Kitchen cabinet-
All thugs and people-haters always
With a shady past,

Selected special for the posts
Important in the state-
So will do any dirty work
Assigned and be grateful

For remaining outside prisons, also
Walking as free men,
And even saluted by police
And even jail-men.

So these were his advisers he
Surrounded himself with,
And commanded as his own special
Legions of the night.


XVII

I am not writing history, but
Poetry my friends,
So there’s no need for checking facts
And defamation case,

For now our friends the comrades are
Embarking on a new
Trip into the unknown oceans in their
Bark and reed-made boats,

Like those the ancient Peruvians
Undertook in their
Fragile reed boats to reach the Poly-
Nesian Islands,

Seeking eternal re’venge like th’one the
Satan undertook
On his eternal foe for creating a
Lovely new planet

Somewhere among the distant realms of
The vast cosmic world,
And imitated a paradise there for
Man to live quiet

And happy and satisfied in his
Creature comforts bare
Without ambitions biases in that
Kerala Paradise,

Where mountains on one side protect them,
On the other side the
Arabian Sea guards, and all rivers
Run from East to the West,

But how will this beast put up with such
Peace and calm and quiet,
So now he’s and his comrades trave-
Lling in canoes are,

With heads full of majestic and grand
Unrealistic dreams
Of making all rivers run east,
Drying the ocean west,

Intent on unsettling this little
Paradise on earth,
And setting on fire the peaceful quiet
Life of Keralites.

His son was sentenced and sent jail for
Cocain financing,
His daughter incarcerated for
Fraudulent foreign deals.

So when one’s relatives and dear ones
All are sent to jail
And now it is certain that himself-
Is the next to go,

It’s natural to think about
Putting all people there,
And take one’s grand revenge on them before
Joining them there,

But people are thinking, why should they
All go into prison,
Instead of enjoying the choice of
Sending him alone.

So intent on winning the race in
Narrow margins, he
Invented a way to put people
All in prisons soon.


XVIII

The Indian Constitution offers
‘Freedom of speech to all,
And freedom of expression and
Freedom for criticism,

Which almost touches margins and
Limits of individual
Abuse and defamation, but the
Indian Supreme Court

Found freedom of expression paramount-
Above anything else,
And struck article sixty six-a
Down and all state laws,

And acts, and statutes, orders, amendments
Based on sixty-six,
Found Draconian and devilish in this
Democratic world.

We are sure this disciple of the
Devil, and hanger-on
Of everything draconian, anti-
Democratic and fiendish,

A strict follower of whatever is
Mischievous in the land,
And partisan and admirer of all
Anti-human moves,

Will sure select the path of bringing
Draconian laws
Back, and re-creating the extinct
Defamation laws,

Which Supreme Court scrapped and warned against
Making them again
In one of the fine countries in the
Democratic world,

Which indeed he did, with the help of
A spell-bound governor,
Who lying in his bath-tub in his
Governmental mansion

Five thousand miles away from his own
Safe and secure home,
Wondering how unsafe his life is
In this land of thugs,

Called out: what these, what are these now
Coming one after th’other,
Ordinances? Please wait, please wait,
Till I put on some clothes.


XIX

You may have heard Television Live
Channel Discussions,
This is a Live Poetry Discourse
You are going through,

Which always is tried to be update,
And contemporary,
And tell what’s going on all around, as
Events are unfolding.

You may not ask, where do I get these
Words for poems from,
I steal them from the lips of people
Speaking in the streets,

Of long lost homes confiscated by
Banks and governments,
For loans unpaid when they lost jobs and
Lives in retrenchments

Following liberalization, selling-
Out of massive firms,
Factories, airports, shipyards, railways
Once the country’s pride,

Of ever-lost citizenships in great
Register enlistments,
Of monetizations and money
Freezes that wrecked them,

When daughters could not be married away-
‘They took their own lives,
And sons who could not find anywhere a
Job jumped into the stream.

You tell me when my country is burning
Won’t my words be hot?
You tell me why I should fear anyone when
I too go away?

So you’ll not see here fancy words
Or stray imag’nations,
Or vain ornamental speech, décor
And nothing but truth.

We all may someday wiped out in a
Virus outbreak soon,
So why fear telling truth and dot it
Down? This our last chance

To tell our coming generations
What did they do to us?
We too will descend into the dust
Tomorrow or today,

With or without a decent burial
As we see around,
In massive graves or lonely spots
Benaeath our beloved sky,

Or crowded city lots, or plateaus
Near our dear river,
Or even buried with none left, time
Has to tell it yet.

So why fear anyone? They can never
Touch us again or catch,
They too will be beside us there, I
Hope, a little far.

XX

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Will continue….

Began to be written and first published as serial on: 18 November 2020 


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Editor of Sahyadri Books & Bloom Books, Trivandrum. Author of several books in English and in Malayalam. And also author of Swan: The Intelligent Picture Book. Born and brought up in the beautiful village of Nanniyode in the Sahya Mountain Valley in Trivandrum, in Kerala. Father British Council trained English teacher and Mother University educated. Matriculation with distinction and Pre Degree Studies in Science with National Merit Scholarship. Discontinued Diploma studies in Electronics and entered politics. Unmarried and single.


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