A war hero, bitten by the bug of scholarship,
Went to a Library to read War and Peace
After six months when he came back
Newsmen asked him: When will you raise the charge against Ukraine?
Dr. Jernail Singh Anand, a renowned poet and writer from Chandigarh, India, shares his mystic poetry
Dr. Jernail Singh Anand, based in Chandigarh, is an Indian poet and scholar credited with 170 plus books of English literature, philosophy and spirituality. He won great Serbian Award Charter of Morava and his name adorns the Poets’ Rock in Serbia. He was honored with Seneca Award LAUDIS CHARTA by Academy of Arts & Philosophical Sciences, Bari, Italy 2024. He is Founder President of the International Academy of Ethics and conferred Doctor of Philosophy (Honoris Causa) by University of Engineering & Management, (UEM) Jaipur. Email anandjs55@yahoo.com
Biblio-link: https://sites.google.com/view/bibliography-dr-jernal-singh/home
OFF WAR AND PEACE
(A satire – tongue in cheek account)
If I ask you who are the most important people
Of the civilization?
You will say;
The politicians and the social leaders.
It is they who decide
In which direction
The civilization will move.
I don’t disagree.
At the head of every country is a politician
Who knows how to make half truths
Shine like gospel.
They are armed with coteries of people
For whom what matters is action
And success in the election.
Now don’t ask me why
These leaders visit shrines
And take camera men along.
Excuse me.
It is a world of the visible.
And this is a PR job
They have to stay in public memory
As not only great but best of men too.
The scientists, technocrats, and chartered accountants
Are the people without whom
There would be no apple
Nor any knowledge.
In the Google age,
How can we forget the
Manufacturers of deep fakes.
These are people in whose absence
This civilization would be entirely faceless.
Oh yes, then come the armies
Built on ultra-techniques
Of fighting and killing
We are not afraid of God’s thunderbolts
We are afraid of Israel and Ukraine
Bombs do not stir while lying in wait
They are fantasizing about
What they will do when they explode
We only need some crazy fingers
To fire the matchstick
Don’t forget the poor masses
Who have suffered
Not only the mediaeval obscurity
But also the identity stricken massacres
Of modern times
They are the ones who are seen fighting
In the battle on both sides
The fodder of war knowing not
Why they are fighting and for whom.
They are the numbers who make casualties in a war.
Thinking of gods!
They made this civilization stride forward?
If it were so, they would not give
Boons of immortality to war heroes
Who would then bring the happy people
To the point of disaster
Your immortality means
All those who are mortal can be your fodder.
In Troy, Mahabharata and even in Ramayana,
I have not seen any sane behaviour from gods
Who rather divided their forces to help
Both the sides to their damnation.
No no no, I know
What you are going to ask now.
Don’t ask me if philosophers and scholars
Have propelled the civilization forward…
An argument is like a hornets nest
Which soon opens like Pandora’s box
A war hero, bitten by the bug of scholarship,
Went to a Library to read War and Peace
After six months when he came back
Newsmen asked him: When will you raise the charge against Ukraine?
Charge? Which charge? He has already and altogether forgotten he was a Brigadier detailed to attack Ukraine
So, dear friends,
Poets, philosophers, scholars
And researchers are best
To analyze, and criticize sitting in the backyard
Putting them in command of the civilization
Is putting the cart before the horses.
The civilization is to move forward
Not backward in times of Shakespeare
Let them thrive on Socrates and Aristotle
Hold grand battles of books
Don’t give them any space in papers
If you want the society
To remain uninflicted and in good trim.
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