She didn’t see
The valleys of northwest are ruled by madmen who care more about the length of one’s beard than anything else. In the delta of the east, paramilitary revolts and kills the commander and wife. The vast democratic experiment in the middle doesn’t exist in the huge swatch of territory ruled by the Naxalites.
Meanwhile, a singer passes away. A singer who wanted to see the promised day:
Jab zulm-o-sitam ke kohe-garaan rui ki tarah ud jaayenge,
Hum mahkoomon ke pau tale, jab dharti dhar dhar dharkegi…
Sab taaj uchale jaenge
Sab takht girae jaenge…
Uthega An-al-Huq ka nara jo mai bhi hoon aur tum bhi ho…
Radicals of left and right are trying to realise their utopian vision. History warns us against grand experiments, but the status quo is not sustainable either.
Iqbal Bano didn’t see the promised day. Is it too late for us too?
Cross-posted at A-A-A