Wednesday, March 25, 2020

Racism in India in The Time of COVID19


Just because we look like Chinese, we have to face scenes of racism in mainland India at the hands of some ignorant people. But the truth is, COVID19 is an imported product. It is not indigenously developed under Make in India Initiative. It is not that we were cooking axone, pork and bamboo shoots to make coronavirus in our respective kitchens. Come on, iPhones are made in China, why don't they call us, 'iPhones' instead.

We can reclaim the word 'Chinky'! Chinky means a cool, trendy and smart looking person having Asian features. But to be teased and mocked as, corona or coronavirus is something which we will never be interested in owning for we respect the lost lives. If the virus which originated from Wuhan, China (although there are conspiracy theories surrounding its origination) can lead to such display of racism in India then just imagine if tomorrow India declares a war with China.

It's time for the educated mainland Indians to educate the ignorant mainland Indians who think hating people from different race is cool even during the times of pandemic. There are numerous ways to kill one's stress and frustration, making someone feel inferior is not one of them.


The Government of India should also work to bring about insertion of Clauses where racism is a punishable offence in the Acts or Laws dealing with epidemics, pandemics and disaster management in India.

Monday, March 2, 2020

1998 & Hottest & Happy

He was a druggie, high on cough syrup, painkillers and marijuana,
Disowned by his family, he sold everything he had including his soul,
On weekends he went to the glittering town to avail himself as a sex provider,
Never got any lonely lady pregnant,
Never wrecked any home of the rich faggots.

Everyone thought he would make an outstanding doctor,
But never a whore.
He was a brutal giver in words and in actions.
He hated everyone including his mom and the God who never answered his prayers.
He tried killing himself like thrice.
But his death too was hopeless like him.

Then came the day, he decided to live.
Tested positive with HIV AIDS, he wanted to march with the band.
It was too late to be happy but he was happy,
Though his body was cold yet he was the hottest man who lived.
He died a contented man with no one to blame for his death.

This story is not about you...
Take care.





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