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Thursday, 14 May 2026

Madness - A Poem

Ponderings on the Immortal Insanity of Love and Truth .... 

The eternal madness of Love and Truth is better than the escapist madness of hypocrisy .... 

Commitment and Determination as Madness - Fairness of Purpose .... 

The Example of Great Martyrs of Indian Freedom Struggle ....




The eternal madness of Love and Truth is better than the escapist madness of hypocrisy ....

Vanita Thakkar

Madness


The immortal insanity of

Love and Truth

Gets projected as Immaturity or Madness

By practical escapists,

Who fail to cast and mould It

To their desires or

To their misconception of

Benefit or Advantage or Goodness.

God bless their good health

And their sanity !

They are on a shoreless voyage,

Drifting away from themselves

Into madness called hypocrisy –

Ugly when open,

Misleading when concealed,

Dangerous always,

More so, when intoxicated by

Acquired authorities,

Typically known as Power.


- Vanita Thakkar (06-07th April, 2009)


Reflections ....

    • Madness literally would mean an unstable mental condition. However, due to the discrepancies that tend to creep into civilized social life on a mass scale, in the name of traditions or behaviours that go out of tune with the dynamics of changes / progress with time, circumstances and necessities of prevailing ecosystems, certain abnormalities assume the label of normality and vice versa.
    • A book of parables and poems by the great Khalil Gibran is titled - The Madman. It begins with this interesting parable, in which he describes how he became a madman .... He says he woke up one day, long before many gods were born, from a deep sleep and found that all his masks were stolen. The seven masks that he said he had fashioned and worn in seven lives were stolen. He says, he ran maskless through the crowded streets shouting, "Thieves, thieves, the cursed thieves !!" Men and women laughed at him and some ran into their houses out of fear of him. And when he reached the market place, a youth standing on a house-top cried, "He is a madman." He says, as he looked up to behold the youth, the sun kissed his own naked face for the first time and that his soul was inflamed with love for the sun and he no longer wanted any masks. He cried, as if in a trance, "Blessed, blessed are the thieves that stole my masks." And thus he became a madman. Then he writes, "And I have found both freedom and safety in my madness; the freedom of loneliness and the safety from being understood, for those who understand us enslave something in us. But let me not be too proud of my safety. Even a Thief in a jail is safe from another thief."

Commitment as Madness ....

Firm commitment is also looked upon as madness. But the fairness of purpose is important here.

Here, I am reminded of the great martyrs who laid down the lives for noble causes, such as the freedom struggle of India. Two days are celebrated as Shaheed Divas (Martyr's Day) in India to gratefully remember supreme scarifies of martyrs of Indian Freedom Struggle. 30th January is the martyrdom day of Mahatma Gandhi. The Mahatma was assassinated on 30th January, 1948 when he was returning from his evening prayers. 23rd March is the Martyrdom Day of three young Freedom Fighters of India - Shaheed Bhagat SinghShaheed Rajguru and Shaheed Sukhdev, who were hanged to death on 23rd March, 1931 for killing the English policeman who was behind the death of the great Indian Freedom Fighter Lala Lajpat Rai ....

One who truly loves his / her mother never even thinks of insulting anybody else's mother. So it is with one's love for one's motherland and one's religion. We need to recognize the ugly face of nasty power games - non-violence is not synonymous to cowardicenor is a thoughtless, greed-inspired act of brutality or crookedness anywhere close to being bravery or manliness.

There can be no justifications for wrong means adopted for fulfilling "right" goals. A thief has the good intentions of making himself and his family prosperous. That does not justify his wrong actions. Colonialism was inspired by "good intentions" of serving one's country at the cost of destroying the identity and fundamental human rights of another country / countries .... Means and ends cannot be separated. Wrong means adopted for "right intentions" is a lame, and on a large scale, a dangerous and cruel excuse.

There is hardly anything "fair" in and about wars and anything "unfair" cannot be love. We need to recognize and understand the absurdity and reckless incivility in the thought - "Everything is fair in love and war."

Shaheed Bhagat Singh - the martyr who laid down his life for the freedom of India ....
Shaheed Bhagat Singh - the martyr who laid down his life for the freedom of India ....

© 2021 Vanita Thakkar

Saturday, 14 March 2026

Cricketosophy : Poem

 

The last ball of the match by Chetan Sharma which was hit for a six by Javed Miandad ....
The last ball of the match by Chetan Sharma which was hit for a six by Javed Miandad

Memories of the Austral-Asia Cup Final Match on 18th April, 1986 between India And Pakistan .... The last ball by Chetan Sharma Was Hit For A Six By Javed Miandad And India Was Denied A Most Certain Victory ....

Cricket is very popular in India. This poem describes how cricket taught some important lessons on Sportsman Spirit & Patriotism ...

CRICKETOSOPHY

The last ball

Of the last over –

Decisive.

High excitement –

Held breathes,

Coldened palms

And soles ….

Statistics and History

Pointing to victory

Of the bowling side ….

Off goes the ball –

Full toss !!??

Ooops !!!

What a hit –

High and long –

A huge six !!!

Oooh !!!

India lose,

Pakistan win !

No, no !

Unbelivable !

Millions of eyes see

The silken folds

Of victory

Slipping helplessly past

Stretched winning hands,

Creating history.


The loss looms –

Hard and heavy –

Such a folly !

Or lapsed concentration !

Or uncertainty ascertained ?!

….


Thus, wondered, perhaps

The wordless,

Wandering minds,

Numb and thoughtless ….


“Stop sulking

(Unnecessarily)

And get back

To your study ….”

Quipped

My concerned mother,

Reading the unsaid

On my swollen face,

As I slowly

Strolled out ….

My eyes met

Those of

The gazing blue sky.

“Their joy is

Our sorrow;

Our joy,

Their sorrow.

How much

Importance

Do such

Joys and sorrows

Deserve …. ?”

The shackles

Of grief

Shattered

And

The humming calls

Of duty

Led the

Ninth standard student

In me

Back to my books,

My Study.


- Vanita Thakkar (30.08.2015)

Cricket - A very Popular Sport of India ....

My Brother - A Wonderful Sportsperson ....

Cricket is one of the most popular sports of India. My brother, Prashant had a great aptitude for sports. He was good at cricket, football, table tennis, badminton, chess .... Whichever sport he took up, he was found to learn it fast and fare amazingly well in it. When he was in primary school, he used to defeat our seniors, who were representing our region at national level, in table tennis ....

Like most people around us, Prashant was also very fond of cricket. He played very well for our school teams and our community teams.

He was also very good at cricket commentary. Among friends and relatives, he would be sought to give a little demonstration of his commentating skills ....

I was good at cultural activities and Prashant was outstanding in sports activities.

Pappa and Prashant used to follow cricket closely. Earlier, it was through radio commentary. I remember, when Sunil Gavaskar had made double century at Madras (now, Chennai) against the West Indies, in December, 1983, we were travelling by train and we were listening to the radio commentary ....

Some Important Lessons of Life through Cricket ....

Pappa and Prashant's love for cricket introduced me to the world of cricket. I still love watching cricket matches. There are phases when I am unable to follow cricket, due to more important and urgent priorities, but I love the sport and I have learnt some important lessons of life through it.

This poem tells about one such incident in a cricket match between India and Pakistan which taught me good lessons on sportsman spirit as well as patriotism ....

Not that I never get excited about victory and defeat in matches I watch, but I learnt to overcome the sense of loss easily and completely .... there is difference between a cricket match and a war ....


Sport And Patriotism ....

Cricket matches between India and Pakistan trigger a different kind of excitement. I have seen them ignite violence, as in India, most unfortunately, there are people who celebrate the victory of Pakistan and cannot tolerate Indian victory being celebrated. Such mindsets are a great challenge and a matter of serious concern for those who love India and the great heritage of knowledge, value systems and philosophy of life that has evolved and flourished here.

Also, about patriotism - I understand that one who loves ones own mother, respects every other mother. So it is with motherland. One who respects one's own motherland and Her dignity respects others' feelings towards his / her motherland .... I feel proud of India and being Indian in that sense. We have never invaded any country out of greed for land and wealth and rulership ....

Motherland is a very beautiful and meaningful word. Why do we respect our Land of birth as Mother ? The Land, the resources of which nurture the very Life in us is truly Mother to us, in a very subtle and extensive sense. The soil of the Motherland provides food and shelter to all Her children, Her inhabitants; the water nurtures Life; the air and atmosphere enveloping Her, breathe Life into us; the sunshine falling on Her, the fire lighting and warming Her Being help us survive and grow; the sky over Her connects us to the eternal infinity of our existence .... So, love for Motherland and Patriotism are very natural human emotions, that commend mutual appreciation as well as respect.

Ubuntu - Humanity Principle - I am what I am because of who we all are ....

This also reminds me of Ubuntu, about which I had read some time back.

There is a story related to this ....

An Anthropologist proposed a game for some African Tribal children. He placed a basket of sweets below a tree asked the children to run and grab it. The one who reaches first would be the winner and would get to eat all the sweets.

The children held each others' hands and ran together. They reached to tree together and happily shared all sweets equally among themselves.

The Anthropologist asked the children as to why they ran together like this. The kids replied - "Ubuntu !!"

When asked what it meant, the kids told, they felt, how one could be happy having all the sweets when the others are sad ?

It was found that Ubuntu is a South African ethical ideology related to human allegiances and relations. The word comes from Zulu and Xhosa languages and is one of the founding principles of the new Republic of South Africa.

A person with ubuntu is open and available to others, affirming of others, does not feel threatened that others are able and good, for he or she has a proper self-assurance that comes from knowing that he or she belongs in a greater whole and is diminished when others are humiliated or diminished, when others are tortured or oppressed.” — Archbishop Desmond Tutu

Thakur Shree Ramakrishna Paramhansa had conveyed thoughts relevant to this topic, as conveyed in the quote above ....
Thakur Shree Ramakrishna Paramhansa had conveyed thoughts relevant to this topic, as conveyed in the quote above ....

Sports as well as the arts help us grow and progress as better human beings.

- Vanita Thakkar (03-12-2021)



From HubPages .... Published on 30th July, 2020.

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