JOLLY BHATTTACHARJEE

JOLLY BHATTTACHARjee

A LINGUISTIC DIFFERENCE:

DOES IT MAKE ME LESSER?

I speak in the language unspoken by you

I bear a culture which is not yours

Is that a reason why you despise me so?

Yes ! I differ

Differ from you

In my words, my linguistic expression

You want me to follow you

Or give me an indifferent eye, But why?

When I am no different from you

In the soul of our hearts

Or the color of our thoughts

Can we not vibe?

You say you belong to this state and I ain’t a part of it

Why my language becomes a wall, Why the torture and abuse?

You drive me away, you kill my job

You do everything to show me how I differ from you

Its a linguistic difference, in words but not in thoughts

How does it make me lesser? Why biased a view you induce?

*Jhimly*

27/6/2016, Copyright:Jhimly

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I AM COLORED

I am Black, I am brown, I am yellow, I am red,

I am Colored ,

That’s the name, the world gave

My  Eyes are chinky, my lips are thick ,

My height is short, my hair curled,  or its black

I am named an Indian, I am named a Tribal,

An aborigine, I am a native

And, that’s the name the world gave.

Since my birth, I see this thought

Running  down from generation to generation

Since my birth I am restrained

Form places and people I do not belong

I am kicked, I am abused,

I am dragged, I am defined

And why I wonder?

Ain’t  the God who gave us this world, aint He One for us all?

*Jhimly*

27/6/2016, Copyright: Jhimly

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STOP TEACHING ME HATE

In the name of Faith you preach me difference

In the name of Culture you preach me hate

In the name of Rituals you divide and rule

Is this what Divinity pulls?

If I resent, you call me a traitor

If I ask why? You say, these are the rules of God

Without which, I cannot reach His abode

Hence I must follow and abide.

But God gave me a mind of my own

He gave me the power to think

When I see a Racist mind

I know it can never be rules of God.

For God is Love, and He is compassion

The Supreme, knowledge He forebears

Every word that teaches me brotherhood

Is God’s Word from the inner core.

Hence Stop teaching me hate

Stop teaching me racial discrimination

I belong to the Divine Soul

And my Brothers are no different at all.

*Jhimly*

27/6/2016, Copyright: Jhimly

Guwahati: India