A poet of rare sensibilities, Gyanendrapati, who is based in Varanasi, writes: ‘Match boxes have gone missing….’. why and how ? hinting at religion-swearing, blood-spitting fanatics? Rings a bell? Gujarat?
or perhaps Nandita Das’ film Firaaq ? Is the poet thinking ahead of a time when people would do away with ‘match boxes’ ? Or does he smell an imminent threat ? What is the metaphor about? The poet wants the readers to comb through their perceptions on religion. Is it possible to put the dusty, soily and smelly conditionings to the side of the trashcan? Should we not proofread our actions flush-faced? Are you glancing at me for my approval? Why don’t you drape your ‘free mind’ over that wobbly chair of ‘age-old tradition’ ?
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